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"Some stories aren't written in ink-they're carved in silence, in glances, in centuries of waiting."
[ADVAITH 💞 VAIDEHI]
They should've never crossed paths. But fate, ancient and relentless, writes its own poetry. When she enters his life, she doesn't just touch his heart-she rewrites his silence. And when he steps into hers, he doesn't just protect her peace-he becomes it.
Their love is not loud. It's not easy.
But it is real. Royal. Relentless.
A story where tradition falls for rebellion, where a storm learns to be still, and where a girl with paint on her fingers teaches a man with blood on his legacy how to feel again.
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[FROM AUTHOR]
From the very first word to this moment, thank you. Truly. 💌
You didn't just read a love story-you felt it, walked beside it, breathed through its silence and stroam .
And the fact that you gave them your time, your attention-that means the world to me.
If this story made you pause, smile, ache, or dream-just for a moment-then my purpose as a writer is fulfilled.✨
Every author remembers their first reader.
And today, I'll remember you-with respect, gratitude, and endless love.
With folded hands and a heart full of dreams.