Always? forever. | Shubman Gill [On Hold]

Always? forever. | Shubman Gill [On Hold]

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Last published Sun, Mar 15, 2020

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"Promise you'll never leave me," she said making an eye contact. "I promise," I replied looking into her deep brown eyes. "Will you be by my side? Always?" she asked. "Forever," I said kissing her forehead. Shubman Gill, an eighteen year old teenager has a dark past about which the entire college knows. He's a loner that has turned him into an aggressive guy. He longs for someone's company, who can understand him and with whom he can share his feelings. His heart longs for love that he himself doesn't know. Shanaya Arora, a new comer in Shubman's college, meets him. She's a jolly girl from outside but from the inside, she feels alone too. Shanaya believes in love. Shanaya doesn't know about Shubman's past but she knows they're alike and that he's in need of a friend. Explore Shubman and Shanaya's roller coaster journey of friendship which ultimately ends at love.

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