Upto Chance (Tejran)

Upto Chance (Tejran)

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída qua, jan 1, 20258h 52min
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Two strangers tied together in the knot of marriage Both have different burdens of past One of a failed marriage and other fails to feel emotions beyond compassion When they both come together will they be able to give each other a chance Chance to heal and find love.....! Join me in the journey of Karanveer and Ragini Where they explore the depths of relationships Right from friendship to love ------ Karanveer Pov : Lately, I've been losing sleep The bright lights led me to the deep If only this was just a game It wouldn't be so hard to walk away, No! Ragini pov : Well, I roll the dice and I hold my breath I'll give you all that I have left So hold me now before my luck runs out I think you're close but I have my doubts Destiny to them : There's so much more like kings and queens
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༺𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝" 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔༻ ༄⬤◉༄ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"

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