Rekindled Ishq
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Ruanika Thalari, a lively beautiful woman who loves everything and everyone around her except the boy she adored in childhood .
Kian Vasista, a yearning man in love with his childhood sweetheart, a man who would go to any lengths to win her over again.
He wishes to relive the childhood she despises, he wishes to make her his while she wishes to never even see his face again.
But she wasn't ready for when that past knocked on her door retelling everything she knew and believed. He wasn't ready to learn things he had no clue of that snatched away his love.
When destiny crosses their paths again, cutting the masquerading veils and buried paths, can they make the best of their Rekindled Ishq?
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