An Innocent crush
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 27m
Ongoing, First published Jul 27, 2024
Mature
I believed in 'your eyes fall on something or someone who would never turn to you  unless destined' 
I believed it because of him,
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"How could he?"

'I loved him silently, treasuring every stolen glance, every fleeting moment when our paths crossed. Even when all I knew was his name, I reshaped my world to revolve around him. I gave up my dreams of being a writer, turned my back on everything I believed in, and rebelled against myself just to fit into his world.'

'I became someone else, someone I didn't recognize, just to be visible to him, to make him see me.'

'And yet, he never once looked my way. He never saw the battles I fought to get closer to him, never noticed the silent sacrifices I made, all for a glimpse of his recognition.'

'But just when I finally convinced myself to let go of that foolish crush that consumed my every thought-when I was ready to pick up the shattered pieces of my own dreams-he walked back into my life.'

'He didn't just take a seat at that table from our past. No, he claimed a place in my obsession, like he had always known it belonged to him.'

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-Manvi Kapoor--
-Kranav Singhania-
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