Mere Humsafar
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Hello Mr.New husband,Mehak said as he nears her.
sorry,shaurya thought he hears omething wrong.
i have a gift for you,wait i'll show it to you,she get up and came back with a documented file.
shaurya wondered what could be this gift?
she handover him the file and ask him to open it up.
he opens the file and was shocked is merely an understatement,he remain rooted to his position for few minutes as to absorb the supposed wedding gift from his wife.
Mehak....,he saw intently in her eyes and exclaimed...........''DIVORCE PAPERS''.
is this the end??or the beginning is yet to start?why is she want to give him divorce???how their relation gonna survive??will they fall in love??or seperate their path forever???
Mehrya love story.....that make you fall in love with them more.
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"Who are you?" At first, I thought he was just being silly. But as I stared at him for a couple of minutes, I could see he wasn't joking or pulling my leg. My heart nearly stopped beating. The guy I had dreamt of spending my whole life with didn't know who I was? "This is a joke, isn't it? You're scaring me to death," I said to calm myself down. He was looking at me like he had seen a ghost. I couldn't read his face. I couldn't stop thinking about what he really meant. "You're not her, you're not Khushi. Who are you?" His words froze me. He was talking about Khushi, which is my name, at the same time he asked who I am. This couldn't be a joke, especially today when we had just gotten married. "Y-you don't know who I actually am? I am Khushi!! You came to my house for the wedding proposal for me! I am Khushi Gupta, the girl you wanted to marry." Tension filled the room. He had no idea what I was talking about, as if he couldn't understand the language I spoke. "You can't. You just can't! I wanted to marry her," he pointed at a picture frame near his window on a side table. I walked towards the table only to find out. It was Isha's picture. "This is m-my sister," I mumbled. Dive into the captivating world of Khushi where a seemingly perfect marriage takes a bewildering twist. When Khushi's newlywed husband doesn't recognize her, it unravels a gripping tale of love, identity, and second chances. Follow Khushi, a divorce lawyer escaping her past, and Yug, learning to live anew after a life-altering accident, on a journey filled with unexpected turns, poignant moments, and the pursuit of true love. This story will keep you on the edge of your seat, exploring the depths of the human heart and the power of destiny. Don't miss the chance to uncover the secrets and surprises that await within these pages.
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