They were an unbreakable couple since school. Still, he cheated on her.
She loved him with all of her. Still, he broke her into millions of pieces.
She has no one except him. He has someone other than her.
She was tolerating bad behavior of his fami...
Hazar baar dekhi hai surat uski maine Phir bhi har baar ek nayi kashish si lagti hai Har roz dubta hoon thoda aur aakhon me uski main Har roz ek nayi mohabbat si lagti hai
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Agar aap log chapter par engage nahi kar sakte toh please mujhse update ke liye pucha mat karo....i am sorry guys but bura lgta hai... mai toh aap logo ko target bhi nahi de rahi hoon....still normally toh koi engage nahi karta na yaha par na instagram ke reel par jab bhi karte toh bas update puch ne ke liye....pata nahi meri Kismat q kharab hai is sab me😭😭😭
Anyways.... I posted my new book...bas check krna hai kar sakte ho toh please check krna...its okay comment likes ki jroort nahi hai...bas jaakein dekh loge toh meherbani hogi.... "Frozen memories" naam hai🙏🙏
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After the Party –
The soft clatter of dishes being cleared from the dining table filled the quiet air in Adair and Aron's house. Ansh, perched on his small chair, was unusually quiet, poking at the last few grains of rice on his plate. Malti sat beside him, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on the edge of the table. The warm glow of the house felt heavy tonight, thick with an unspoken sense of finality.
After dinner, Ansh walked over to Aron. His little hands clutched the fabric of Aron's trousers as he hugged his legs tightly. His voice wavered, trembling with suppressed sobs. "Daddy, I will miss you," he said, his small body shaking as tears slid down his cheeks.
Aron immediately crouched down to Ansh's level, his heart twisting at the sight of the boy's sorrow. He gently held Ansh's arms, his tone soft yet firm. "Then come with me, Ansh," Aron said, his eyes searching the boy's face, hoping for an answer he wasn't sure he'd get.
Ansh sniffled, his tiny fists wiping at his wet cheeks. He hesitated for a long moment, then finally shook his head, his words coming out in a whisper. "My father is here," he said, almost as though he was convincing himself of the fact.
