Always- His and Hers

Always- His and Hers

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Dear Readers, I have planned this to be a short story of Abhimanyu Birla and Akshara Goenka. This is unrelated to the show, though as I write this, I am absolutely inspired by the characters and bits and parts of the story-line. This might not be a story you want, but it is the story I shall write - for love and friendship and feelings that are unbearable. For something that is so true to pure that the feeling is for always, no matter what comes, let it, let it all come to you. It's not a sad story, it's actually a love story.
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They were the storm they warned others about. Akshara Goenka and Abhimanyu Birla - two names that never belonged in the same sentence without a *fight*, a *glaring match*, or a *cold silence that could freeze a volcano*. Once childhood competitors, now full-grown adults with sharper words, deeper wounds, and undeniable chemistry. 🖤 He's the brooding, arrogant, impossible-to-ignore neurosurgeon with a past he hides behind precision. 🖤 She's the fiercely independent music therapist who speaks in sarcasm and walks like she owns every room she enters. They hate each other. They argue in full-volume Hindi-English mashups. They steal glances when no one's watching. They end up working *together* on a hospital collaboration neither of them can escape. And when old secrets, stolen glances, and locked rooms start mixing into the chaos - **hate turns into hunger**. And what starts with *"Tum jaisi ladkiyon se mujhe nafrat hai"* might just end with *"Main sirf tumse mohabbat karta hoon, aur kissi se nahi."* This isn't just enemies to lovers. This is WAR TO WIFEY. And trust me, someone's going to fall - hard. Maybe both. 😉 💣 Slow burn 💣 Verbal sparring that feels like foreplay 💣 One bed. One kiss. One unforgettable night. 💣 Dramatic families. Flashback trauma. Emotional punches. 💣 And of course... that one moment where *"I hate you" becomes "Stay."* --- 🌶️ **Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. Soulmates.** They were never meant to love each other. And yet - they always did. --

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