They were never meant to meet. He believed in silence, in fire, in the dance of destruction that leads to peace. She believed in escape-because staying had always hurt more. Avishek tied his shoelaces with intention, laced each step in prayer, and carried Lord Shiva in his heart like a compass. A rising footballer with mud on his boots and mantras on his lips, he played not for fame-but for stillness. Angel wore her faith like old lace-beautiful, but fraying at the edges. Her family loved her, yes. But love in her house came with noise, with grief, with guilt she couldn't name. So she smiled like she was whole. And ran like she didn't want to be found. When their worlds touched, it wasn't loud. It was in the way he looked at her like she wasn't too much. In the way she stayed five minutes longer than she meant to. In the shared silences where no one asked, "What happened to you?" Something bloomed-not in confessions, but in comfort. Not love in the way stories tell it. But love, in the quiet. Love that didn't demand to be spoken. Because he prayed. And she broke. And still-they stayed

TROUPS: - Arranged marriage - Soft romance with a touch of dark romance - Family trauma and secrets - Self discovery - Cultural expectations vs. personal desires/. comfort. -Romcom Tone: - Heartwarming and romantic, with a hint of darkness and intensity. - Emotionally charged and introspective, with a focus on character development. This book would be a great fit for readers who enjoy romance, family dramas, and stories about self-discovery and empowerment. caption:⚠️18+