The phone is ringing. But Tanvi was too scared to answer the call. She was not ready to talk to him or even hear his voice. She wanted to run away from the present, but she couldn't evade her present. She hadn't talked to him for the past week, and he had called her a number of times. That day itself, he called 5 times. So, finally, with trembling hands, she answered the phone to tell him the truth. "Hello," he said as soon as Tanvi answered the call. Tanvi voice was shaking she didn't know what to say. But she mustered her courage somehow and said, " Please don't contact me again. I know I have played with your feelings without knowing who you actually are. I know I have committed a terrible mistake, or I guess, a sin by doing this, but now I want to end this for once and for all. I don't think you can understand me and forgive me, but the only explanation I say to you is that I am really sorry." He remained silent all this while and did not utter a word. He came to realize that nothing more was left for him to talk. He disconnected the call as soon as she finished her monologue. Tanvi, a +1 student, decided to attract her crush indirectly gets his phone number and starts talking to him anonymously. Initially, she got rejected, but later, earns his trust and friendship. Slowly their friendship reached another level through their sweet phone calls. Then, the real truth came out. He was not the crush whom Tanvi imagines him to be. So what would Tanvi do? Would she ever meet the person with whom she developed such a relationship? Would that person ever want to meet Tanvi after knowing that she played with his feelings, knowingly or unknowingly? Could they be together? Let's see what fate has to do with both of them. A simple love story with its own twists and turns. This is my 1st story. Hope you will give it a chance, and I'll make sure you won't get too bored.

"Then... six months later we'll divorce, right?" she pressed, biting her lip. I remained silent. She studied me, a flicker of pain mixed with suspicion in her eyes. "I know... you don't like marriage at all..." Before she could finish, I moved closer, caging her gently between my hands. Her words caught in her throat as she leaned slightly toward me. I could feel her shivering, her energy raw. "We'll see about that later, Sumeaha," I said, voice low, firm, leaving no room for argument. "First... you need to rest. Come... let's go home now." I couldn't stop myself. My gaze betrayed me, slipping, drawn to her lips but I forced it back to her eyes, controlling the urge burning in my chest. Every inch closer, every second shared, was a test of will. (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥ Zackariya azlan- An mafia king known as shadow King, COO of Zenith dominion. Sumeaha Rahman- Cardioligist. (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥ Content warning❗: This book contains brutual killing scenes and some chapters contains mature content romance.

Slowly, he turned to Sujatha desperation burning in his eyes. Say it's a lie. Say it was always me. Her shoulders trembled. She couldn't meet his gaze. Her chin dipped, just once, small, apologetic, devastating. That was enough. Chandran stepped forward, movements stiff, almost mechanical. Sujatha moved too, instinct pulling her toward him. They stopped just short of touching so close he could feel her breath, yet impossibly far. Tears slid down their faces, unacknowledged. "Go," he whispered. The word scraped his throat raw. "Go tell him everything." A pause. His jaw tightened. "Be with him." Silence pressed in. He drew a shaky breath, clutching at the only thing left to him. "But the letters..." His voice broke completely. "They'll stay with me." (⁠✯⁠ᴗ⁠✯⁠) Tropes: •Extrovert × Introvert •Both fell harder through letters •90s based love story •Long distance relationship •Forbidden love story