Always By Your Side

Always By Your Side

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Book 1 of Small town girls series, Saumya Sharma X Siddharth Singh "I... I love you... I love you, Maya... and to save you, I can betray my best friend, Saumya." Avyaan's voice trembled as he pulled Maya closer, his lips crashing into hers in a desperate embrace. She responded eagerly, her fingers unbuttoning his shirt, sliding over his skin like silk. The dim glow of the room flickered as her saree's pallu slipped, revealing the curves he longed to touch. He traced feathery kisses along her neck, her collarbone-her soft moans filled the air. "Umm... Avyaan... I love you too, baby..." The words ripped through Saumya like shards of broken glass. She clutched the doorframe, her heart sinking into a pit of despair. Tears blurred her vision, but not enough to obscure the sight of Avyaan-the one she once called hers-wrapped in Maya's arms. "I hate you all!" Her voice cracked, raw and guttural, as she turned away from the scene that shattered her soul. Two Years Earlier Saumya Sharma and Avyaan Tripathi were inseparable, friends who knew each other's every secret, every dream. And Saumya? She loved him. But her world collapsed when her long-lost twin, Maya, returned-not as family, but as an enemy. Maya hated Saumya. Envy festered like poison in her veins. Every moment was an opportunity to take what Saumya loved. Her friendships. Her dreams. Avyaan. And Maya succeeded. Saumya's perfect world disintegrated. Her dreams of becoming a doctor? Destroyed. Her trust in Avyaan? Shattered. Her sanity? Lost. Two Years Later Saumya returns home from the mental hospital, but the girl who once believed in love is long gone. Now, she is hollow. She is cynical. She is hateful. And when Siddharth Singh, the most eligible bachelor in town, falls for her... she laughs at the idea of love. Saumya doesn't need romance. She doesn't need redemption. Or does she? Will Siddharth heal the wounds Maya left? Will Saumya ever love again? Or will hatred consume her forever?
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