Sam Wadhwa is a 17-year-old young boy, hiding behind a brave facade, but beneath his strong exterior lies a heart scarred by childhood bullying. Struggling with an eating disorder and the shadows of his past, Sam's fight is one he can't win alone...
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Dear Readers,
This is an unedited draft of the book, meaning there will be several grammatical errors, name mismatches, plot discrepancies, and other sematic errors. If that is something you find offence, please do not proceed further.
Certain parts of the book are in Hindi language, only the Kindle version will have the complete English translation.
The book is made available on Wattpad for feedback, once feedback is collected the book will be pulled from the platform, sent for professional editing and then published on Amazon kindle as a part of its unlimited programme.
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Good day,
Swati Sandeep
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Samir Wadhwa's day started with the gym. The sun had barely risen, the place was quiet, save for the hum of the treadmill and Sam's racing feet. Sweat glistened on his forehead as he pushed himself on the treadmill. His honey brown hair was slightly disheveled, as drops of sweat trickled down them in rivulets. His deep brown eyes, focused on the calorie meter, with a determination to reach the goal. He needed to get rid of as many calories he could, that was the only way he could stay in shape.
The sound of the door sliding open, altered Sam to someone's presence. He quickly hit the cool off button, forcing himself to slow down.
"Good morning, Bacha." The warm greeting brought a smile to Sam's face. He turned off the machine, before his Bhaiya could take a look at the workout summary and hopped down from the treadmill. He had not seen the man for three days, the distance had taken a toll on both of them.
Samrat Wadhwa opened his arms for the boy, Sam melted into his brother's embrace. It had been only three days, but it felt like eternity.
"I missed you too, beta" Samar caressed the boy's head.
