#Book 1 of HIS Series
Started On : August 2024
Completed On : [ONGOING]
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"When scars run deep, can love heal?
Meet two broken souls, hiding their agony behind masked smiles.
She has suffered unimaginable pain at the hands of someone she trusted.
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Okay, before we dive into the new chapters, I wanted to let you all know that I've edited all my chapters to add English subtitles! I know many of you find it hard to understand some Hindi parts, so this way, you can enjoy the story better without missing out on anything.
(Exception: My first book is still pending for editing, so once I finish this one, I'll go back and add subtitles there too!)
If you happen to find any Hindi word that's still unclear or left untranslated, just drop a comment below—I'll happily explain it for you!
By the way, this chapter's ending is still in Hindi, but don't worry, it's mostly me rambling about my exams and some casual yapping. So you won't miss any important details. Plus, the main translations are there for you!
Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the chapters!
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"YOU?!"My voice sliced through the silence, loud and sharp enough to shake the fucking walls. I could hear the tremble in my own scream, not because I was scared—but because I was seething. My eyes locked on the one face I never wanted to see again. The one I had spent months trying to erase from every corner of my memory. And yet, there he stood—Shreyansh. The walking disaster of my past.
The same bastard who broke me piece by piece and still had the audacity to show up like nothing ever happened.
"Yeah baby, it's me—your boyfriend!" he announced, cocky as ever, flashing that familiar smirk. That smirk I once thought was charming, now looked like a twisted mockery of the pain he'd caused.
God.
My fists clenched. Every cell in my body screamed to wipe that smug look off his face until he forgot he even had teeth to smile with.
"Boyfriend, my ass," I muttered through clenched teeth, barely able to contain the rage crawling up my spine.
He took a step closer—like that would somehow erase the history written in scars. "Baby, please... I'm sorry. It was a mistake, nothing more. You know how much I loved you. Then why, baby? Why the fuck did you leave me?"His voice cracked, just enough to sound pitiful. Just enough to make it seem real. But I'd fallen for that once. Never again.
I laughed—sharp, bitter. "Love?" I echoed, the word feeling filthy on my tongue. "Is that whatyou called it? Love?"I stared at him, really stared, like I was trying to see what version of him I once believed in.
