Adarsh and Yashvi (• Cop × Doctor • Enemies to Lovers)

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

She closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the rough bark, her fingers tracing familiar lines-like they could pull her back to a time when love felt safe. "I missed you," she whispered. Not just to the tree... but to everything she had loved and lost. "I never knew you missed this tree so much." The voice behind her was soft. Familiar. Dangerous. Her breath hitched. Because she knew it was him-by heart. Because she had spent nine years trying to forget the sound of his voice. Some trees remember secrets. Some hearts never truly heal. And some love stories don't end... even when the goodbye was never spoken. Will Siyara and Rudransh find their way back to each other? Will love survive the weight of silence and time? Will he forgive what she never explained-or walk away for good? After nine years apart, will distance erase what they were... or prove that love never really left? Some goodbyes are unfinished. Some love stories are waiting to be continued. ✨ Dive in to find out.