She never believed in love. Nyra Khanna entered law school with one goal-to build a future where emotions never got in the way. Love was a distraction she could afford neither to trust nor to chase. Then came two boys who changed everything. Harshit Mehra, the one who made her feel understood without ever asking for anything in return. And Adrian Oberoi, her academic rival, whose presence turned every victory into a battle and every battle into something far more dangerous. Between lecture halls, late-night study sessions, unspoken feelings, and promises that felt real, Nyra finds herself standing at the center of a story she never wanted to be a part of. But love has a cruel way of hiding the truth. Years later, when the past returns with secrets buried deep beneath memories and heartbreak, Nyra is forced to confront a question she spent years running from: What hurts more-the person who leaves, or the person who stays? Velvet Bruises is a story of love, betrayal, friendship, heartbreak, and the scars that remain long after the bruises fade.

A girl stepped out, furious. Her heels clicked against the wet pavement as she marched toward him, eyes blazing with anger. "What the hell! Are you blind?" A man stepped out slowly, tall and calm, his expression unreadable. He didn't say a word. She brows furrowed as she looked him up and down, clearly expecting an apology. But he just stood there silent. "Tum jante ho kitni costly car hai ye? Tumhe pata nhi, kitna nuksaan hua hei?" Still nothing. His silence only fueled her anger. "Aur tum sorry tk nhi bologe? kya tumhe pta bhi h, kisse baat kr rhe ho tum?" The rain continued to fall between them, but he remained unaffected calm, composed, almost dangerous. With a sharp glare, she turned on her heel and walked back. "Next time, watch were you're going." --------------------------------------------------- She: "Are you blind or do you always walk like you own the building?" He looked at her, slightly amused. He: "Correction, sweetheart I do own it. Tumhara sense of direction hi kharab hai." Her eyes narrowed instantly. She: "Sweetheart? Dream on. Us attitude ko thoda fold karke pocket mein rakh lo, Mr. Nobody." His's smirk deepened. He: "Nobody? You'll remember this 'Nobody' for sure." ---------------------------------- All rights reserved by @Manvii_writs and @vidii_writs