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is it possible?
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Ongoing, First published Nov 21, 2023
Love is something that can either make or destroy you.

Going through turmoil of fate, Shubmam Gill and Ishaan kishan are bestfriends, always caring for each other yet annoying the hell out of each other.  They're always together; they never had any secrets between them.

But there's some darkness lingering in their sweet story thirsty for their blood and it won't stop at any cost.

Will they able to overcome this darkness which threatens to ruin them and their love for each other. 

Dive into the story

" Serenity comes when you trade expections for acceptance"
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little bit of drama is always necessary right! 
so get ready for this cute yet spicy story.

*inspired by a reel and yes I have permission of the owner of the reel and trust you won't regret this( me) story.*

Thanks for the beautiful cover my friend @luv_ex
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A Shubman Gill fanfiction There are some people you never really get over. Not because you still love them-sometimes you do, sometimes you don't. But because what happened between you and them carved something so deep, even time walks around it carefully. For Rhea Merchant, Shubman Gill was that person. They weren't just college sweethearts-they were gravity. He was the rising cricket star with charm, ambition, and the world at his feet. She was the fiercely intelligent psychology major who saw past his fame and into the boy beneath. Their love was built in libraries, whispered during bus rides to outstation matches, and sealed under moonlit rooftops in Delhi. The kind of love people wrote poetry about. Until it broke. Until a scandal exploded that nearly destroyed Shubman's career, and all the evidence pointed to the one person he trusted most: Rhea. She didn't defend herself. He didn't ask twice. Six years passed like strangers walking in opposite directions on a crowded street-close enough to remember, far enough to forget. Now, their paths collide again in South Africa, where Shubman is vice-captain of Team India and Rhea is flown in last-minute as a sports psychologist to manage rising anxiety cases within the squad. They meet in a hotel hallway. A glance. A pause. And then- She walks past like he's air. He doesn't even flinch. But beneath the surface, memories smolder. The silence between them is not absence-it's tension, bruised trust, and unsaid apologies wrapped in ego. As they're forced into shared spaces, media storms, and high-stakes matches, old wounds crack open. Rhea discovers the truth behind the betrayal she never cleared. And Shubman realizes the weight of the silence he never broke. They say time heals everything. But time never healed them. Because what they had wasn't just love. It was almost. Always.