Here I'll write some short stories of our beloved couple SidNaaz aka Sidharth Shukla and Shehnaaz Gill.
1. Her Innocent Love [Completed]
2. Innocence Under Siege [Completed]
3. Hate to Love You [Made into a separate book]
4. More Than Friends [On-go...
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We were on the hunt, and the tension was palpable. The highway stretched before us like a serpent, its many twists and turns potentially concealing our quarry. It was around 7 PM, and the evening light cast long shadows on the pavement. My team and I were on high alert, scanning every truck, bus, and car that passed by. The intelligence had been clear: a truck filled with drugs was making its way from Delhi to Mumbai, and it was our job to intercept it.
Our informant had come through with a tip about this particular delivery, but I knew better than to trust anything completely. The drug dealer and his elusive boss, known only as The Phantom, were notorious for their cunning. They could easily change their plans, deliver the goods another way, or slip through our fingers entirely. We couldn't afford to take any chances.
As my team patroled the area, I let my gaze wander, taking in the surroundings. That's when I saw a girl. A timid, innocent-looking girl sat on a concrete bench at the side of the road, clutching a white rabbit in her hands. She seemed out of place amidst the chaos of the highway, her presence in a serene contrast to the tension that filled the air.
I watched her for a moment, noticing how she checked her watch periodically, her eyes wide and uncertain. She seemed anxious, perhaps waiting for someone. Her delicate features and gentle demeanor drew me in, and I found myself captivated by her innocence.
She was mesmerizing. Her big brown eyes, framed by long, dark lashes, held a depth of innocence that was disarming. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, catching the light as she moved. She wore a simple sky-blue salwar suit that complemented her fair complexion perfectly. Her lips, full, were touched with just a hint of pink lipstick, the only makeup on her otherwise natural face.
Her beauty was understated, almost ethereal. Short in height, she had a delicate frame that seemed almost fragile. Yet, there was a quiet strength in the way she stood, a sense of calm amidst the chaos around her. She was like a breath of fresh air in the midst of the busy street. Her pink, full lips curved into a slight smile as she looked down at the rabbit then hugged her.
"Sir, everything alright?" one of my officers asked, noticing my distraction and glancing towards the girl.
"Yeah, everything's fine," I replied, forcing myself to focus. "Just keep an eye on the traffic."
The officer nodded and returned to his duty, but I couldn't shake the image of her from my mind. There was something about her, something that drew me in and made it hard to look away. She was playing with the rabbit, her smile growing as the creature nuzzled her hand. It was a simple, innocent moment, and it tugged at something deep within me.
Unable to resist any longer, I walked over to her, my steps measured and calm. "Are you alright, Miss?" I asked, my voice gentle.
She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise. For a moment, she said nothing, clearly nervous and shy. "Yes... I'm fine," she finally whispered looking here and there.
