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Arnav Singh Raizada built his world on logic and control-until she came along, wild and bright, turning every rule into a heartbeat.
And in one impulsive, devastating moment, he accused her of the unforgivable.
Now the mansion feels colder, his empire emptier, and every night ends with her name burning in his throat like a prayer he no longer deserves to say.
He tells himself he can't break - but every night he does, quietly, when no one's watching.
Because how do you forgive yourself for ruining the only person who ever believed there was still something good in you?
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Khushi Kumari Gupta once believed love could survive anything.
Until it was her love on trial.
She walked away carrying the ruins of her faith, her heart heavy with words she never got to speak.
But no amount of distance could erase him-the man who destroyed her, yet still owns every pulse in her chest.
She hates him. She aches for him.
And she knows that the only thing more dangerous than loving him once-
is loving him again.
When fate makes them collide again,
he looks at her like redemption wearing a heartbeat,
and she looks at him like the tragedy she is learning to outgrow.