Manik Malhotra, Nandini's soulmate & Cabir's best friend, has been missing for the past 4 years, presumed dead in a car accident he had been involved in, yet the circumstances of his disappearance were strange. For the past 4 years, the two had teamed up to search for Manik, but remained empty-handed, encountering dead ends. While Nandini was believed to be living in a mirage by refusing to accept Manik's death, Cabir was accused of encouraging her delusional behavior. Just when all hope seemed lost, Nandini supposedly found him. "I know I have been proven wrong before, but it was him..." Nandini recounted vividly. Battling with the fear of Nandini losing her sanity and the hope of finding Manik, Cabir, along with Nandini, embarks on a journey to find him that changed the course of their lives. *** Manik Malhotra had been on the brink of losing his sanity for years now, torn between reality and imagination, confusing one with the other; he had thought he had been running behind a mirage. He was told there was no Nandini, yet right before him was standing the girl everyone claimed had been only a figment of his imagination... --- Awarded:- #Featured Stories - Best of Outreach Hidden Gems - November 2022 - by Wattpad Outreach Team #"Top performance", 5.5 ⭐ - "one of top performance" - reviewed by "The Mystical Awards - June edition 2020" #1st place 🥇 in "MaNan - Long story writer" - Judging round - Star and Moon PaNi/MaNan awards #1st place 🥇 in "MaNan - Long story writer" Judging round - SILVER AQUA AWARD 2020 #2nd Place in the category of "General Fiction" - THE CRYSTAL ROSE AWARDS #3rd place 🥉 in the category "Fanfiction - Indian" - Tricolor Triennial Awards #3rd Place 🥉 in the category "Fanfiction" - The 10 Awards 2020 Book cover made by @monu2525 If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, please read this story in its original, safe form, on Wattpad (Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/185935493-living-in-a-mi

/Beauty/ 'The quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit.' Growing up I've always found pleasure in words. The right strings of words could make you or break you. They're like little Lords. When rightly put together they seem true. In my euphoria, the right words immense. And even in my dysphoria, the right words always have their essence. Wrong words are capable of causing wars. As I said their like little Lords. These are my words. These are my thoughts. My fears and cares. All put together in a way I can express... COPYRIGHT © 2020 ELIZABETH SOJE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.