He lost the love of his life. She escaped a marriage that nearly destroyed her. He is a widower raising his little child with memories of a love he can never replace. She is a survivor raising her child while hiding a painful past behind the mask of a widow. Their children are best friends. But they are strangers forced into a marriage neither of them truly wanted. For him, this marriage is only to give his child a mother. For her, it is only to give her child a father. No love. No expectations. Just two broken hearts trying to protect their children. But when four wounded souls begin living under the same roof, walls slowly start to break, and hearts begin to heal. Will they remain strangers bound by responsibility? Or will they learn that sometimes the most beautiful families are the ones built again from broken pieces?

Enough slow burn to make you forget how to breathe. Warmth, tension and moments that linger long after you've read them. Take a breath. This story goes far beyond that. Yes, there is a hell lot of cute romance. Butterflies, a second chance at love, and soft moments that make your heart feel full. Beyond the romance, it dives into emotional intelligence, a beautiful chosen sibling bond, friendships and family, quiet faith, healthy relationships, and the realities of career and life. This story feels like watching your comfort movie again and again. Familiar. Warm. Safe. It explores the meaning of relationships without glorifying toxicity. Romance that makes sense. Emotions that feel real. Logic that does not kill love. Scenes you suddenly remember and smile. Expect everything from this book. It will not disappoint. Presenting to you, 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 🦋 by 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲 🌼✍️

Sayjal Malhotra and Hridhaan Kapoor enter marriage as two strangers carrying quiet hearts and careful souls. Bound by rituals and expectations, they share a home where words hesitate and emotions linger unspoken. Their love story does not begin with sparks or certainty, but with silence-heavy, awkward, and full of things neither knows how to say. ~ Sayjal hides her feelings behind gentleness, while Hridhaan carries his affection in restraint. Every shared glance, every small act of care, becomes a language of its own. Between morning routines and late-night stillness, they begin to notice each other-not as husband and wife, but as two human beings learning trust. ~ This is a story of love that takes its time. A love that grows in pauses, in patience, in the courage to slowly open one's heart. Because some love stories are not written before marriage-but are discovered quietly, after, when two shy hearts finally choose each other. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Baithe Baithe Mai Ye Sochu Tu Sang Baitha Ho To...... Milke Baatein Hongi Do Do.. Umr Yuhi Baatein Ham Do....✨