22 parts Ongoing Mature"Some love stories don't start with fireworks-they begin with silence, with a glance that lingers a second too long."
They didn't fall all at once. It began with the memory of that first glance.
"The first time I saw you, I felt something I couldn't explain. A pull. A silence. A need to freeze that moment forever." - Ayaan Singh Raghuvanshi
He didn't believe in fate-until her eyes met his.
She wasn't looking for love-especially not the kind that sees through every mask she's ever worn.
He felt it from the first glance. An unshakable need to keep looking at her. To stop time. To make her his.
"Even if it takes days, months, or years... one day, I will make you mine, Tesoro. If you belong to anyone, it will only be to Ayaan Singh Raghuvanshi."
She was light wrapped in silence, laughter hiding bruises. She was the girl who filled the room with words but crumbled into silence when no one truly listened. He was the man who never spoke much-until her voice became the only sound he craved.
"I always thought no one would ever understand my pain... so I hid it, behind smiles and small talk, But with you, I want to share it all. Because only you can understand the parts of me I've never shown anyone."
- Aishna
Haunted by pasts, founded comfort in each other's shadows. Destiny didn't bring them together just for perfection but for healing! Late-night talks turned into shared scars, gentle touches turned into silent promises. their love begins as a sweet escape-but slowly, deeply, beautifully, it turns into something darker. Not toxic. Not obsessive. But consuming. Healing. Raw.
"I don't know what love is... I don't know how to love someone." She said
"That's okay. I don't either. We'll learn together." He replied
They didn't meet by accident. They were meant to collide. She had scars no one saw. He had silence that screamed louder than words!
"What if I never learn how to love?" She asked
"Then just stay. That's all I'll ever need." He replied
