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She's the quiet girl no one notices. He's the superstar everyone envies. But in the small moments - a brush of hands under a table, a whispered joke, a stolen glance - they find a world that belongs only to them. Will their love survive hidden from the public eye, or will the world force them to reveal what's been quietly growing between them? Peek: "You're mine," he whispered, not to the world, but to her. "I know," she murmured, heart racing, pressed against his chest.

Rasasvada (n. Sanskrit) the taste of bliss in the absence of thoughts... Promise? Promise An entry for Wattpad's Love Conversation Contest.

Two years ago, my husband disappeared on our wedding night. No note. No warning. Just a sealed envelope I never opened. Now he's back-soaked in rain, full of secrets, and standing on my doorstep like he still belongs here. He doesn't. But my heart hasn't gotten the message. And the worst part? He still knows how to say my name like it's a promise. Too bad I'm not in the mood for fairy tales. Not anymore.