" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 "
"Tell me Baby did he make you feel the same way I did"
He slowly moved his nose on my cheek and grabbed me by my hips...
Okay, my tigresses. Hold your horses. Shanti rakho. Meri book adhi bhi nahi hui and you all are here with your swords 🥰😭. And it's funny how people just comment when they are displeased with something but they never appreciate. Lol. Koi nahi, atleast they interact unlike the silent readers. Ps : I am still grateful to u'll💗🫂.
Abb seedhe seedhe pehle vote krna, VOTE. Fyi it's a star shaped uncoloured button jisko touch krke you all need to fill the colors jaisa hum bachpan mai krte the? Yaad h? 🥰.
( Raise your hand if your age is below 18🤓 )
Hanji, toh target is 1.2k votes comments karna is up to your feelings. No forcing or anything. I do not want you all to do something your heart isn't allowing ❤️ You feel something? You comment and lemme know, trust me. The best after posting a chapter is to read the opinions you all leave 💗 Aaj ka din was bohot bohot BOHOT Zyada kharab. My mood is completely destroyed. The reason are many. One because I have been living alone for like 16-17 days, none of my parents are here 😭 So, yeah, have to do everything on my own and I have always been a One direction-er. Most probably since 2013? Or you can say ever since I got to know what music is. I brawled my eyes out today. May his soul rest in peace 🕊️. #ripliam
So, You all share some funny experiences with me today along with sharing your opinions about the Chapter. I need to fresh my mood ri8 now 😭
Target : 1.2k votes. Comments : Jo karna h karo bas mera mood sahi karna before 12am😭
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" Damn it! Can this piece of metal fly any faster?!" Advait grunted, his fist hovering just above the glass table in front of him, as if a single push will successfully shatter it to pieces. He was fuming, the anger boiling under his skin that was clearly visible in his eyes.
Diya's saddened expression haunted him, her face flashing before his eyes like a ghost he couldn’t shake. The weight of this unfamiliar feeling pressed down on him, making it harder to cope. He closed his eyes, his lips thinning into a tight line as dissatisfaction coursed through his veins, cold and bitter.
Why is it always like this? The harder he tried to make her feel comfortable, to give her a sense of belonging, a safe place to rest, the more it seemed to backfire. He wanted her to feel like she had someone she could trust, someone to rely on, someone who was always there—but instead, he ended up making things worse.
And it’s her. Not just anyone. Hurting her, even unintentionally, twisted something deep inside him. It was a pain he wasn’t familiar with, a discomfort he had never allowed himself to feel. He wasn’t supposed to feel anything—he built his life on that. Years of effort, carefully constructing a cold, unbreakable exterior.
