[ Under editing: kripaya apne risk pe padhein, or mujhe gaaliyan dene ki to bilkul na sochein varna meri bhagwaan se dua hai ki mujhe gaali dene wale ko humesha garmiyon me garam paani, or sardiyon me thanda paani hi mile bas har jagah. Jai Hind ] "She. Is. 𝗠𝗿𝘀. 𝗩𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮. 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗿. 𝗔𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗶. Dobara naam mat bhoolna uska varna jaan le lunga," A war for love? Nah! A war to END love. ------------ ------------ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100K GUYS • Started: - 21st September '24 [Premier] - 25th September '24 [chapter 1] • Ended: - January 31st '25 ------------ ------------ Cover: @seekerbangtan All rights reserved by @AeraWritess ©

"Aaj mil gayi, dobara mat milana." He mumbled with irritation in his voice looking at her walking away. Her steps halted in her way as she turned to look at him. Her fist clenched but she controlled herself from throwing a punch. "Akdu kahi ke." She spoke louder enough for him to hear. Glaring at each other, they both went on their own way not knowing that fate had already made their paths reach the same destination. ----------------------------------------------------------- She carries a smile on her face, hiding all the cracks in her heart. While he has the caring and loving nature to heal the shattered soul. What will happen when two poles apart life cross paths in the most unexpected circumstances? Will their hearts be able to connect? DESTINED SERIES ~ BOOK ONE!!! ----------------------💕---------------------- This is my original work. So if found anywhere please let me know. START DATE ~ 15/11/2023 END DATE ~ 12/09/2024 DO NOT REPOST MY STORY.

PROLOGUE "I'm so sorry," he whispers over and over, "couldn't you just be by my side, it wouldn't have happened, love" His words were a torrent of longing, he didn't seem pleading for forgiveness and a chance to make things right. But the memory of his blank eyes, the cold steel of the blade, the excruciating pain that had ripped through my throat - it all came rushing back. "Why?" I rasped, my voice weak and croaky. I felt his grip tightening on me. "Because you looked like you forgot who you are destined to be, love, you belong to me I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never." he trailed off. My gaze fell to his hands, the ones that had held the blade, the ones that were now desperately holding onto me. I didn't know what to believe. He had tried to kill me and that man, yet he was now begging for forgiveness, It felt like a cruel joke, a twisted reality where love and violence coexisted. "You have to understand, that you are mine, you belong to me, and to no one else." I stared at him, seeing the raw desperation in his voice. And for a moment, a flicker of hope ignited within me. Could this be real? Could this man, who had tried to end my life, truly be sorry? He pulled me close, his arms holding me tight, his body shaking with the force of his emotions. "I love you," he whispered again, his words a plea, a promise. "Say it back chéri" he said as i could see his eyes getting darker. "I-i lov-e yo-u to-o" My throat still felt like sandpaper, my body ached, but the fear that had gripped me was starting to recede. This was a chance, a gamble. A chance to see if his love could truly atone for his actions. A chance to see if this shattered love could be rebuilt, piece by piece, from the ashes of betrayal. "That's like my love" he said as he caressed my cheeks, I can not do anything I closed my eyes, and in the silence of the room, I held onto that hope, that sliver of a chance that maybe, just maybe, love could heal even the deepest wounds.