CONSPIRED SWEETHEARTS
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Last published Sat, Sep 30, 2023
She was a very basic person. A normal yet cheerful soul. Simran is a 22-year-old medical student of AIIMS Delhi who loves traveling, food, music, and books.
He was a boy of the limelight and cameras. Famous, handsome, hotshot, and dashing. The heartthrob of the nation Shubman is the 24-year-old cricketer who represents the nation and can go to any extent to make his nation proud. .
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He saw her and peeps he didn't stumble he literally fell.
He would do anything for her and can go to any extreme just to be with her. She became his passion, love, and the reason he wanted to live for an eternity. She was the magic he always searched for.
She -He impediments, love, struggles, and of course romance let's see what life has planned for him and her ❤💫
Heyy people join me (your pathetically over romantic author) in this journey and show a loads of love ❤️
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