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She was raised in silence, bruised by duty, and forgotten by the world.
He was a quiet stranger from another land, restocking shelves in aisle three.
In a place where no one saw her - he did.
When no one stayed - he did.
This is the story of Aaranya and the boy who never told her his name...
Until the day the world needed to hear it.
A quiet love story born between aisles and whispered prayers.
Of waiting. Of wounds. Of a flame that never burned out.