Historias de Healingromance

Kiara has never known what it feels like to be loved. At home, she was always blamed, always compared, and always treated like she didn't deserve anything good. So she learned to stay quiet... and hide her pain behind a small smile. Life was going normally until one unexpected day changed everything. A broken marriage, a sudden decision, and Kiara is pushed into a role she never imagined - "A Replaced Bride" In a new house and a new life, she meets someone who is nothing like the people she grew up with. Someone calm, patient, and gentle. Someone who doesn't question her worth... but slowly helps her see it. This is the story of a girl who spent her whole life feeling unwanted, and how she slowly discovers what it means to be cared for... to be chosen... to be precious.

✨ Her Innocent Husband 🌼 ✽☆ 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ⋆⋆ Sanvi Singhania, the fierce and cold-𝗁eart𝖾𝖽 CEO , has always believed 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 love is nothing more than a weakness. She 𝗁𝖺s power, success, and control-everything 𝖻𝗎𝗍 love. Rithvan Saxena, 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 and kind yet carrying 𝖺 broken 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 , enters her world as 𝗁𝖾𝗋 assistant. His quiet strength hides scars, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 gentle soul yearning for the warmth 𝗁𝖾 never had. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 never thought she would fall. 𝖧e never thought 𝗌𝗁𝖾 would be the one to heal him. But with her 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 , Sanvi 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 becomes the reason Rithvan learns 𝗍𝗈 live again-and discovers 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 love isn't weakness, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 the greatest strength of all. 🌸 Trope Highlights: Love at first sight Office romance She fell first (and harder) Strong FL × Calm ML Healing romance with sibling love

Manjiri Deshmukh never imagined that a single decision would change her life forever. When she took in a helpless abandoned baby, she didn't just become his caretaker-she became his protector, his mother in every way that mattered. But fate had other plans. The child's real father? A ruthless billionaire-cold, detached, and completely uninterested in love or family. He had never wanted a wife, only an heir. But a hospital mistake turned his calculated plan into a chaotic twist of destiny. When Adhiraj Raisinghani and Manjiri cross paths, sparks fly-not just from their differences but from an undeniable pull between them. He had obstacle, and she sees him as a threat. But as they battle over the child's future, emotions blur the lines between duty and desire. Can love bloom between two people from different worlds? Or will fate tear them apart just as cruelly as it brought them together? A heart-touching tale of love, fate, and second chances.

🍀 Lucky Kiss Syndrome "One kiss changes luck. Falling in love changes everything." Tay Tawan Vihokratana has been unlucky since the day he was born - the kind of unlucky that makes strangers wince in sympathy and best friends physically block him from lottery stands. He's stopped expecting anything good to happen to him. Then a clumsy, golden-hearted freshman crashes into his life - quite literally - and by accident, presses a kiss to his cheek. Suddenly, everything goes right. Deadlines extend themselves. Lost things turn up. Impossible odds tilt in his favor. It happens once, and Tay laughs it off as coincidence. It happens twice, and he starts keeping notes. What follows is a campus-wide chase to track down the boy he can't stop thinking about - not just for the impossible luck he brings, but for the quiet, easy warmth of him. But charm has a habit of turning into something far more complicated than luck. Rivals appear. Rumors spread. Hearts get misread before they're ever fully understood. And somewhere between the accidental kisses and the very real feelings growing underneath them, Tay has to figure out what he's actually chasing - a stroke of good fortune, or the person who taught him he never needed it in the first place. A slow-burn, comedy-laced college romance about bad luck, better company, and the kind of love that doesn't need a lucky charm to feel like magic. 🍀

𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫 × 𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐬𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐠𝐞. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒄 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𑣲

FIANCÉ Selama seratus tahun, keluarga Han dan keluarga Kang hidup di bawah sebuah kutukan. Setiap generasi, keluarga Han tidak pernah memiliki seorang putri yang dapat tumbuh sehat hingga dewasa. Hingga akhirnya, sepasang putri kembar lahir. Han Seora, putri yang dibesarkan di Rumah Utama-cantik, anggun, dan selalu mendapatkan apa yang ia inginkan. Dan Han Seoha, saudari kembarnya yang justru dibesarkan jauh dari keluarga, di sebuah Pavilion bersama pengasuhnya. Gadis yang sederhana, pemalu, menyukai warna pink, dan hanya ingin menjalani hidupnya sebagai seorang guru seni. Untuk mematahkan kutukan, kedua keluarga telah menentukan pasangan masing-masing. Seora dengan Kang Minjae, pewaris Kang Industries. Seoha dengan Kang Hyunwoo, putra bungsu keluarga Kang yang lebih dewasa, tenang, dan terkenal kaku. Namun semuanya berubah ketika Minjae menyadari bahwa gadis yang selama ini diam-diam ia perhatikan di kampus ternyata adalah Seoha. Di antara dua saudari kembar, dua tunangan, dan sebuah perjodohan yang mulai kacau, keluarga mereka harus menghadapi satu pertanyaan: Apakah perasaan bisa mengubah takdir yang sudah ditentukan sejak seratus tahun lalu? Dan bagi Seoha, mungkin untuk pertama kalinya dalam hidupnya, ia harus berani memilih. Bukan apa yang diinginkan keluarganya. Tapi siapa yang benar-benar ingin ia jadikan fiancé. 💗

SULTANA 💜 Some scars are invisible, yet they shape an entire lifetime. Born into a home where she was never truly loved, Sultana grew up carrying the weight of rejection, betrayal, and heartbreaking secrets. Every trial she faced stole a piece of her innocence, leaving her convinced that love was never meant for someone like her. But instead of allowing her pain to define her, Sultana fought for a better future. Through determination and faith, she became a respected lecturer and a successful partner in a real estate business, building a life no one believed she could achieve. At thirty-five, she has closed the door to marriage forever. Then fate reunites her with Salim, a twenty-seven-year-old Army officer who has quietly loved her since his teenage years. While Sultana sees only the years between them and the wounds she still carries, Salim sees the woman he has never stopped believing in. Can patience, faith, and genuine love heal a heart that has forgotten how to trust? SULTANA 💜 is an emotional journey of survival, healing, forgiveness, and the courage to love again.

For years, Meeka has written love stories that belonged to other people. As a ghostwriter at Mythos Publishing House, she's helped countless books find success while her own name remained invisible. But now, she's finally ready to step out of the shadows and publish a story under her own name. The problem? The story is inspired by the boy she secretly loved for five years. And that boy has just walked back into her life. When Agastya, her former crush and the one person who never knew how she felt, unexpectedly becomes part of her world again, Meeka finds herself caught between the past she's trying to forget and the future she's trying to build. With meddling friends, a cat that seems to hate her on sight, an adorable puppy, workplace chaos, and a novel that begins attracting more attention than she ever expected, Meeka discovers that some stories refuse to stay on the page. Because sometimes the hardest story to write isn't fiction. It's your own. A heartwarming slow-burn romance about first loves, second chances, friendship, and finding the courage to finally put your name on the things you love.

Hadi did very few things in his life. Most of his time was spent behind the screen of his computer, writing code, designing websites, creating wireframes, and turning ideas into interfaces. His days revolved around his laptop, a cup of coffee, and countless lines of code that only he seemed to understand. He was loved by his parents and his family, but a soulmate? A Humsafar? That chapter didn't come included in the story pages of his life's book. Hadi always knew that no one would want to marry him. If someone did, it would only be for his family money's or out of despiration - not out of love. Who would want to marry a guy who can't walk? --- Faryal just wanted the bare minimum in life. That would suffice. She wasn't interested in looks, riches, or material things. Dignity and humanness were all she wanted in a life partner. Scarred by the frightening marriage of her parents, she only wanted a peaceful home. Just trying to keep her mind intact was so draining that she had forgotten how to dream for herself. She didn't know what she liked. She didn't know what she was good at. Determined not to end up like her mother, scarred by her father, she chooses to marry Hadi. Because what abuse can a guy who can't walk do? --- They marry, alright. How will they navigate the path called marriage and become each other's Humsafar? 🤍 Hadi x Faryal Tropes ~ • Introvert x Introvert

𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜𝗜 • 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜 • 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 - 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 - 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ❛ 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘔𝘌𝘚 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘋𝘖𝘌𝘚𝘕'𝘛 𝘌𝘕𝘋. 𝘐𝘛 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘉𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘒𝘚... 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘞𝘈𝘐𝘛𝘚. ❜ |~ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦-𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦... 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥; 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯; 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

क्या उस गली में कभी तेरा जाना हुआ जहाँ से ज़माने को गुज़रे ज़माना हुआ मेरा समय तो वहीं पे है ठहरा हुआ बताऊँ तुम्हें क्या मेरे साथ क्या क्या हुआ💗 He was once the man everyone feared. Now, he's the boy everyone pities. Riyansh Rajwansh - the ruthless CEO of Rajwansh Industries - had everything: power, fame, control. Until the accident took his father's life... and his mind. Now, the man who once commanded boardrooms hides behind curtains, afraid of his own reflection. The world calls him unstable - a broken man trapped in a child's innocence. But somewhere beneath his unpredictable moods and frightened silences, his heart still remembers what it means to feel. Then came Anya Sharma - a quiet, soft-spoken psychology student who never believed in fairytales until she walked into his world. He doesn't talk to anyone, but he listens to her. He doesn't trust anyone, but he reaches for her hand. And somewhere between his broken mind and her gentle patience... love blooms. He fell first, and he fell harder - with the heart of a man and the innocence of a boy.

[SLOW UPDATES] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "When will you come Ayaan?! It seems like someone is too busy with work that they have almost forgotten that their marriage is just one month away!" Siya teased Ayaan through the phone. "I am coming soon my love.." Ayaan replied in his loving tone, the one which only she gets to hear. He traced her silhoutte through the phone as if trying to minimise their distance through digital touch itself. "Careful, Mr. Deshmukh, if you won't be here by the end of the week your bride might refuse to marry!" She teased him with a naughty smile. "Oh is it, soon-to-be Mrs. Deshmukh?!" He teased equally and her cheeks turned rosy pink. "Come soon Ayaan" she sing songed his name and cut the call. ___________________ "Ayaan, love look no what this doctor is saying!!" She pleaded desperately. "Wake up and prove him wrong nah Ayaan!" After many tries when she did not get a reply from him, her tears finally broke free, "No no no NO AYAAN WAKE UP YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! YOU KNOW NAH I HAVE NO ONE EXCEPT YOU THEN WHY?!" Her wails tear through the dimly lit hospital room. "Ayaan- I am scared... Wake up nah ple- please" ____________________ "WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME?!" Siya's scream echoed in the big cold room. "I can't- My brother-" Aarav, the younger brother of Ayaan replied in his low, shaky voice "YOU CAN AARAV! JUST DOVIRCE ME!!" Her voice was too broken from the continuous screams and cries from the past few days. "He took my promise- Siya." A tear slipped from his face. He was so heartbroken at the condition, at his wife's condition and also angry that he was not able to do anything to make her pain less. "I fuc-" before she could complete her knees gave out and there was blackness infront of her eyes. She fainted. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So this was a little sneak peek, from this you all could guess that this story is gonna be hell emotional. So meet you in the chapter... And do carry a tissue box with y'all.

June Monroe had everything. A last name, a trust fund, a mansion. And no one who actually loved her. Orphaned at 16, raised by an uncle who only saw her as a bank balance, she learned to survive alone - with her sketchbook and midnight paintings. Until the night she bumped into a stranger in Central Park. Tall. Handsome. Golden dark brown eyes. Rude. "Are you blind?" she snapped. "You called me blind," he shot back. She thought she'd never see him again. She was wrong. At 2:17 AM, he came to take her. Hired by her own uncle. *Asher.* 24. Broken, broke, and dangerous to everyone but her. He was supposed to make her disappear. Instead, he made her soup. Remembered how she liked her tea. Sat on the floor when she had nightmares. And fought with her over blankets. Enemies. Kidnapper and kidnapped. But somewhere between the cute fights and the quiet nights, something shifted. It was hate at first bump. Love at first sight. He fell for the girl who just wanted to be seen. She fell for the boy who was the first to truly see her. He was the boy who stole her. But he was also the first person who made her feel safe. In a cabin far from the world, two lonely souls found healing. In each other's arms. _A soft dark romance about enemies to lovers, accidental first meetings, and a love that heals everything it touches._

Enough slow burn to make you forget how to breathe. Warmth, tension and moments that linger long after you've read them. Take a breath. This story goes far beyond that. Yes, there is a hell lot of cute romance. Butterflies, a second chance at love, and soft moments that make your heart feel full. Beyond the romance, it dives into emotional intelligence, a beautiful chosen sibling bond, friendships and family, quiet faith, healthy relationships, and the realities of career and life. This story feels like watching your comfort movie again and again. Familiar. Warm. Safe. It explores the meaning of relationships without glorifying toxicity. Romance that makes sense. Emotions that feel real. Logic that does not kill love. Scenes you suddenly remember and smile. Expect everything from this book. It will not disappoint. Presenting to you, 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 🦋 by 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲 🌼✍️

(#1 lovebeyondwords) (#7 purelove) (#11 Pakistan) "I will never forgive you."She said those words while sitting beside him, on her way to his house after their Nikkah. "You'll soon realize what you've been saved from."He replied calmly. "And what I've been dragged into." She muttered under her breath, a mischievous smile hiding behind her tear-filled eyes as she shot him a dangerous glare. She entered his house as a maid... But became the wife of the man she hated while her heart still belonged to someone else. He was her cold, unreadable boss... A man who had buried his feelings deep within his heart, only to become her husband. Will this forced marriage survive? Will love ever find its way into their hearts? Will the secrets surrounding them tear them apart... Or bring them closer than they ever imagined? Read The Light in His Darkness to discover Ahmad and Ayesha's journey. Happy reading! 🤍

Sometimes things just don't go as we planned. Sometimes things just get off the main line. An English Teacher vs. A Country Vet Theme Song: <Where We're Going> by Elijah Woods

Saanvi Sharma once believed that love was forever. But the person she trusted the most broke her heart and left her with nothing but silence, fear, and memories she wanted to forget. She enters college with only one goal-to stay invisible, focus on her studies, and never let anyone get close again. Then comes Vihaan Malhotra. Her annoying final-year senior. The boy who teases her every chance he gets, steals her notebooks, calls her Miss Serious, and somehow manages to appear wherever she goes. She finds him irritating. He finds her smile worth every tease. What starts with playful arguments and endless teasing slowly turns into friendship, trust, and a feeling Saanvi never wanted to experience again. But healing is never easy. The past doesn't disappear just because someone makes you laugh. Can a broken heart learn to love again? Or will betrayal always be stronger than hope? Sometimes, the right person doesn't fix your heart... They simply give you a Reason to Smile.

There's something about him-something Amna can't explain. From the moment she meets Hamza, there's a pull. Not the kind that comes from charm or stolen glances, but something deeper, something unshaken by time. He feels familiar in a way that makes no sense, like a half-remembered dream slipping through her fingers. Hamza doesn't know why he's drawn to her. He's spent years searching for something-someone-but never knowing what. And then there's Amna, standing right in front of him, making his world feel less empty. Neither of them understands it. Neither of them questions it. But love has a way of revealing the truths we don't even know we're looking for. And when the past starts creeping in, they'll have to decide-was fate leading them to each other, or was it always meant to take them apart? 🏅Ranked #1 in Destined Love

"𝐇𝐔𝐌 𝐀𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈... 𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐉𝐈" SHE'D NEVER THOUGHT HE'D GET ON HIS KNEES... The rain hasn't stopped. But people did. Ganga ghat pe aarti abhi khatm hui thi. Hawa tez thi. The diyas flickered. Rain started. soft at first, then heavier. People grabbed their dupattas, rushed up the ghat steps. "Humare liye prem hi pooja hai. Aur pooja hi prem" she cut him off mid sentence "Toh kariye humari pooja" And he did. Woh uske samne sar jhuka ke baith gaya... "Aaj se Kartavya Rajpurohit aapke hua, kashi ji." Aaj se kartavya Rajpurohit aapke huye... "Hum nahi jaante prem kaise hota hai. Par jo bhi hai. woh aap hi ho." I don't know what love is supposed to feel like. I never did. But I know that before you, mornings were just mornings. Now they're the time I wonder if you slept well. I know that when you laugh I forget what I was doing. I know that when you're upset something in my chest pulls, like it's mine to fix, like it was always mine to fix. I have never fought for anything in my life. Never raised my voice. Never asked for anything. But for you I would learn. For you I would show up at every ghat, every lane, every place you've ever been, just to be where you are. I don't know what to do with this feeling. It's too big and I'm not a big person. But it's yours. All of it. Whatever this is, it's yours. Kashi Zaveri : who loved loudly, never knowing someone was just as gone for her. Kartavya Rajpurohit : who prayed with his whole heart, and loved the same way. This is their story. And this is banaras. Galiyon ki, ghaton ki, diyon ki. Families ki jo ghar jaisi lagti hain. Prem jo ki pooja jaisa mehsoos hota hai. Par Banaras sirf aarti aur phool nahi hai. Yahan dariya bhi hai. Aur dariya kabhi kabhi sab baha le jaata hai. 🌷Prem laat series book #1

She walked to the mandap in her sister's place. He stood there with her sister's name in his heart. Neither of them chose this. Neither of them knew what it would become. Reyansh Malhotra had everything planned - the wedding, the life, the future with the woman he loved. Until she ran. Aarohi Sharma had already lost everything two days before - her boyfriend, her best friend, her trust in people she thought would never hurt her. When her sister disappeared on her own wedding day, Aarohi did the only thing she could. She stepped forward. Now they share an apartment, separate rooms, and a silence so heavy it has its own weight. He is healing from a love that abandoned him. She is healing from a betrayal she never saw coming. They don't talk much. They don't need to. But silence has its own language. And slowly, without meaning to - they both began to understand it.