Jab Aleena Met Faris ✓
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Aleena Zafar hates the cold but loves traveling to new places so, when her friends plan a trip to a Hill Station, in the freezing cold weather, she eventually agrees.
Starry nights, bonfire with friends and getting lost in the beauty of the landscape is what she expects.
What she doesn't expect is crossing paths with a handsome stranger and getting lost in his mesmerising blue eyes.
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