Hopeless Romantic |KWP|
- Letture 14
- Voti 5
- Parti 1
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Abhiraj X Saanvi "People aren't wrong, Abhiraj" she said softly, her voice trembling as she looked at him, eyes brimming with tears "I'm not worthy of you" She swallowed hard and continued "You deserve a princess, Abhiraj not an ordinary girl like me" He sighed deeply, his eyes fixed on her with unwavering love"Then hear me very clearly, Saanvi. there is no one more worthy of me than you" He stepped closer, his voice calm yet filled with emotion "You're the only one I truly deserve" "Let people say whatever they want," he said gently "but to me, you're the only one who completes me. The one who brought colour into my black-and-white life" He moved even closer, reached out, and gently held her jaw, lifting her face so her eyes met his "Why would I need a princess" he whispered with a soft smile, "when I already have my queen?" ---------------------------------- Divyansh X Lavanya "You're hurting yourself. Can't you see it?" he asks, looking into her eyes "When I get some time away from loving you then I'll see something else too" she says with a sad smile. "Don't do this, Lavanya" he says coldly, though there's a plea hidden in his voice. "It's too late now ansh" tears well up in her eyes "I can't help it anymore" -----------------------------------
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