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Manik, still reeling from their encounter, couldn't shake off the feeling that Nandini had left a mark on him. He found himself thinking about her more often than he cared to admit, and his usual princely duties felt dull in comparison to the spark he felt when he was around her.

Nandini, on the other hand, was thrilled to have rattled the prince's cage. She had never met someone who had sparked such a strong reaction in her before, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to see him again.

Fate, it seemed, had other plans. Manik's friend, Kabir, convinced him to help with a community project in Heerabaazar, where Nandini was also involved. Manik was hesitant at first, but the prospect of seeing Nandini again was too tempting to resist.

As they worked together, their banter turned into a playful game of wit and charm. Manik's height and Nandini's petite frame became a recurring joke, highlighting their physical and emotional connection.

"You're so short, you need a stool to reach the flowers," Manik teased, chuckling.

"And you're so tall, you need a mirror to see your own ego," Nandini replied, laughing.

Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and they found themselves lost in each other's eyes, their differences forgotten.

But their love was forbidden. Manik's family and society opposed their relationship, leading to a heart-wrenching confrontation...