Eternal Bond

✔️Story of Rudransh Singh Rathore and Avantika Pratap Singh

--Sneak and peak--

They are exactly what other needed; the missing piece that made everything else magically click into its place.

She's the type of woman who shows her sinister side when she believes in good man; precisely her man.

The two body wrapped in eachother's arms getting their way to eachother in the dim yet soft light of Victorian gothic chamber. The lavender's room fragrance swimming around the Royal couple who stood in black and white.

He is like the burning fire of the sun while she is calm like the moonlight of the night. They met like one evening; When he drowns, she rises so that she can keep their world enlighten through his light.

Both of them; balancing eachother's genre.

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Her:
How your eyes fell on me so undistracted?

Him:
Eyes? My whole fucking being fell for you, Mrs. Rathore.

Her:
I can't believe it.

Him:
Believe me, wife. Even the stars fell for you, how could I not?

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Him:
I had lost myself, somewhere, while searching for you.

Her:
Believe me, husband, not more than me. Your footsteps use to echo inside abandoned corridors of my heart.

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