Her unconditional love for him

Her unconditional love for him

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., juil. 12, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Premier Amour
Mafia
Amour Prédestiné
Love...isn't this word so beautiful. It holds the power to make you feel out of the world where you and and your love exist, but what happen when this love only break you, hurt you, humiliate you till you become emotionless. Love is complicated but one sided love is way more complex and hurtful. This is story of a girl named sona who was bubbly, cheerful and most importantly she was in love with her childhood best friend Sidharat oberoi but what happen when that the girl who always be happy in every situation, who always help others and never think bad about someone become totally emotionless as if she's feeling nothing no pain, no happiness nothing. Sona was sitting in the room crying, her face was red, her mental and physical state was not good at all, she was covering her both ears with hands because of the voices she was hearing. "You are curse for my family and freaking murder. You deserve nothing but a hate". "I never thought you can stoop so low you are nothing but a characterless girl and fucking murder". "I just hate your existence and I wish you die everyday and got the most painful death anyone could ever imagine" . These words were playing in her mind like a broken record, making her suffocated What happened with sona which turn her a complete emotionless person ? Why everyone calling her murderer and hating her for no end? Was she really deserve this much hate or the reason is something else? And what will happen when actual truth will come out? To know all these questions peep into the story and I'm assuring you gonna be love it and not regret reading it. There will be so many secret and suspense so give this story a chance.
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Every crown is a curse, and every heir is a sacrifice, When peace lies in bloody nights what will happen when the her ice cold heart melts in this warm embrace? She was not the woman she appeared to be. Behind those sharp eyes and cold composure was a soul shattered by betrayal and heartbreak. Once, she had known laughter, softness, and trust-but those days were long buried beneath layers of pain and rage. The scars of her past had carved away the girl she used to be, leaving behind a woman with a heart frozen in ice. Trust was a luxury she could no longer afford, and love? Love had become a cruel illusion she no longer believed in. All that remained was a single, burning desire-revenge. It was her fuel, her purpose, and the reason she rose each day with fire in her veins and steel in her gaze. She had become a devil in the eyes of many, but they didn't know the story behind the flames. And then, he came. A man unlike any she had ever known-warm where she was cold, gentle where she was fierce. He saw the thorns and bled willingly just to hold the rose. He didn't flinch at her anger or retreat from her silence. Instead, he embraced her darkness like it was a part of him. To him, she wasn't broken-she was beautiful in ways the world failed to understand. He loved her not despite her demons, but because of them. For the first time in years, she felt the warmth of something unfamiliar-hope. He would give up everything for her: his name, his pride, even his morals. Not because he was weak, but because his love for her was that strong. He didn't want to fix her-he only wanted to hold her, to show her that she didn't have to fight alone.

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