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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ Aapse wo aakhri ishq hai Jo pehli baar kiya hai humne ❤
कबभलाअबयहवक़्तगुजरे कुछ पता चलता ही नहीं जबसेमुझकोतूमिलाहै होश कुछ भी अपना नहीं उफ़यहतेरीपलकेंघनीसी छाँव इनकी है दिलनशी अब किसे डर धुप का है क्यूँ की है ये मुझपे बिछी तेरे बिना न सांस लूं तेरे बिना न मैं जियूं तेरे बिना न एक पल भी रह सकूं रह सकूं तू ही हकीकत ख्वाब तूदरिया तू ही प्यास तू तू ही दिल की बेकरारीतू सुकूं तू सुकूं तू हमसफ़र तू हमकदम तू हमनवा मेरा ⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖
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Adhiraj's life had settled into a rhythm that he found himself looking forward to more than he'd like to admit. Every morning, he went to university, where he kept up his disciplined, quiet reputation, burying any thoughts that might drift to Mugdha or Veer. In the afternoons, he returned to the penthouse, savoring a quiet nap as he sank into the cushions of his couch. But he'd come to realize that the silence was only temporary—because as the hours ticked by, it became almost certain that Mugdha or Veer would burst into his day, bringing laughter and liveliness with them.
Mugdha had a knack for making her presence known. She'd tiptoe into his room when he was lost in thought, hiding her mischievous grin as she "borrowed" his laptop or nudged him awake with a pillow when he tried to ignore her. When she wasn't teasing him, she was casually draping herself onto the couch beside him, discussing everything from her latest cooking attempts to the most trivial matters, her enthusiasm infectious. She made him laugh more than he had in years—and it was both terrifying and exhilarating.
