2| Aarav Deshmukh

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Across the city, in a high-rise apartment overlooking the skyline of Mumbai, Arav stood on his balcony, letting the cool breeze wash over him. It was one of those rare quiet moments in his otherwise chaotic life. He sighed, running his hand through his messy hair as he looked out over the city that had given him everything and taken so much at the same time.

At 29, Aarav was no longer the uncertain boy who had left Pune with dreams in his eyes; he had transformed into a heartthrob adored by millions. But the price of fame came with its own set of challenges.

He reflected on his early days his family's concerns, the countless auditions, and the moments of self-doubt that had threatened to consume him. Coming from a business family, his father had never envisioned a career in acting for him. They were practical people, after all, but Aarav had always felt an itch for something more, it was through a few serendipitous theatre experiences that he discovered the stage was where he truly belonged.

Aarav was a man who loved life. He cherished traveling to different countries, indulging in diverse cuisines, and savoring the sweets he had grown up with. His friends often teased him about his obsession with food, especially his love for desserts. When he wasn't acting, he found himself either in the kitchen experimenting with recipes or on the road searching for the next hidden culinary gem.

Among those he held dearest was his younger sister, Raha. She was the most pampered one in the family, the kiddo he adored. Their bond was special; Aarav treasured the playful banter and late-night talks they shared, finding comfort in their relationship amidst the chaos of his career.

Despite his success, Aarav had built walls around his heart. The industry had its dark sides, rife with controversies and backstabbing. He had experienced enough disappointments to make it hard for him to trust others. The past had taught him to tread carefully, to keep his circle small, and to protect himself from the inevitable scrutiny that came with fame.

As he settled in for the night, scrolling through social media, a post caught his eye and made his heart skip a beat. A fan page dedicated to him,
"Precious Aarav," had tagged him in a story featuring incredible edits. The creativity and love behind the edits tugged at his heartstrings. Until that moment, he hadn't known about the page, but the work showcased a passion that resonated deeply with him.

Feeling compelled to acknowledge the love he received, Aarav decided to repost the story a simple act of gratitude that would unexpectedly set off a chain reaction, drawing him closer to Urvee in ways he never anticipated.

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