Tracing the lines of her palm, Meenakshi lifted her eyes and gazed at him, thoughts swirled within her in a chaotic whrill and her hand moved to her chest and she felt the beats of her heart against her palm. Gulping the lump that formed in her throat, she leaned back on the chair feeling a dull throb of pain in her head and closed her eyes thinking that what would have happened if he hadn't saved her that night.
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Wanted to write something feat Pranali.
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Love Across Time
Historical FictionHe's handsome. She's beautiful He's rude. She's polite. He hates. She loves He breaks. She mends He has anger issues. She is the optimum of calmness. She's innocent. He's exposed to the harsh realities. their opposite personalities collided and t...
