Aagyat :The Unknown

Aagyat :The Unknown

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Following the prompt, "SOMEONE OR SOMETHING KEEPS KNOCKING AT THE DOOR", here is my shot on Raina. Got tagged by Miss Riya Sanyal aka @rnpoint1857.. Based on my Imagination and some true incidents that myself or my close ones have experienced and some that I've heard about, goes my fic.. Resemblance to any similar incident or being may be treated as purely coincidental.. Drop your comments, suggestions or similar experiences in the comment box. Do vote if you like
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New GV story coming up!!! Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!!! The battlefield wasn't always lined with bodies and blood. Sometimes, the real war was fought in the silences between two people-the words left unsaid, the wounds that never bled but hurt all the same. Vidya Shekhawat had always believed in healing. She had dedicated her life to it, stitching broken skin, soothing pain, and bringing warmth to even the coldest of souls. But nothing had prepared her for him. Gunraj Singh Randhawa was a soldier through and through-unshaken, unreadable, and untouched by the world's kindness. He wore his scars like armor, letting no one close enough to see the man beneath. And for some reason, Vidya had tried. She had tried to understand him, to care, to fix what he refused to acknowledge was broken. She had thought he might let her in, even if only a little. Instead, he had shattered her. Vidya wasn't the same woman she had been when she first stepped into KMA. She had come as a healer, full of hope. She had believed that even the toughest hearts could soften, that no one was truly beyond saving. Now? She knew better. Some wounds weren't meant to heal. Some people weren't meant to be saved. And some trust, once broken, could never be rebuilt. At least, that's what she told herself. Because the alternative-that she still cared, that his betrayal still cut through her like a blade-was far too dangerous to admit.

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