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"I hate you," Nirvi exhaled, her voice trembling like the last thread of control she was clinging to.
Aahan's gaze sharpened, his jaw tight as he took a deliberate step forward. The air between them crackled.
"Say that again," he murmured, eyes locked on hers. "Say it until you believe it."
He paused, just enough to make her breath hitch.
"Because I don't," he added, voice low and unapologetically certain.
Then, without giving her a chance to reply, he leaned in, closing the distance in a heartbeat, and claimed her mouth in a kiss that was slow, deliberate, and devastating. Like a secret they'd both been hiding for far too long.
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She says she hates him, or she pretends that she do. But old love isn't easy to worn off. Nirvi Bhatt, an established event planner in the elite society of Mumbai, crosses paths with her ex-crush. Planning Aahan's elder brother's wedding wasn't going to be easy for her specially not when Aahan decides to become her obstacle at her every turn.