Antara Sharma
I promised myself I wouldn't do this again.
But somehow, he's gotten under my skin. Not in the way you'd expect, though. It's the way he's always there—pushing, questioning, caring. The way he makes me laugh when I don't want to, or how he sees through me in ways that make me feel seen.
I promised myself I wouldn't let someone in again, but he's different. And that's the problem. I've been down this road before—opening up, trusting someone, only to end up broken. But this time, with him, it feels different. It feels... right.
The question is—can I let myself believe in a second chance?
Can I trust my heart, this time, to find its way home?
Aiden Asher
I want her.
Not in some fleeting, shallow attraction. I want all of her — her laughter, her pain, the moments when she's radiant with joy and the times when she's buried behind the walls she's built so meticulously around her heart. I want to be the one to tear them down, brick by brick, not to leave her exposed, but to show her she doesn't have to carry it all alone.
I told myself I'd wait. That maybe she needed more time, more space.
But time hasn't changed a thing. It's only made it harder. Because the truth is, she's the only one I've ever wanted, and I'm done pretending like I can stay away.
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Where My Heart Belongs
RomanceAntara Sharma I promised myself I wouldn't do this again. But somehow, he's gotten under my skin. Not in the way you'd expect, though. It's the way he's always there-pushing, questioning, caring. The way he makes me laugh when I don't want to, or h...