THE HIDDEN HALF [On Hold]

[ONGOING]

🏆 2nd PLACE - Swasan Fandom Awards

🏆 2nd PLACE - The Gloss Awards (SS)

🏆 1st PLACE - Swasan Family Awards

🏆 2nd PLACE - New Author Awards (Mystery/Thriller)

🏆1st PLACE - The Indian Fanfiction Awards

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She smiles and lies on the bed closing her eyes and he gently covers her with a comforter. Moving a few steps back he turns around when she grabs his wrist. "Where are you going?", her voice chokes in the end and he bends down slightly freeing his wrist from her hold.

"I'm not going anywhere. Please sleep. You need it", he said and she nods her head holding his hand again. Hesitantly, he lies down on the other side of the bed covering himself with the same comforter. Soon, her eyelids droop due to the after effect of medicines and she slips into deep slumber.

After a few minutes, he raises his head and finds her fast asleep. Freeing his hand from her hold he slips out of the comforter taking his place on the couch kept in front of the bed.

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Swara Maheshwari had an 'almost' perfect life. A perfect life partner with perfect in-laws who loved and treated her like their daughter. But why 'almost'? Because she always wished to have a love story but even before she could think of anything she was married to the son of a business ally of her father. But things take a weird turn when her husband died in front of her eyes and ever since that day her health started deteriorating.

Vidhaan was an orphan brought and raised by Father Francis in his orphanage 'Grace'. Growing into a handsome and humble young man he started teaching Mathematics in the adjoining school run by Father Francis for the children of the orphanage. He never wished for anything else. But apparently, the destiny had something else in store for him as one day the biggest businessman of Kolkata showed up at his doorsteps begging for his help. Why? Because Vidhaan looked exactly like his deceased son.

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