𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗤 𝗔𝗨𝗥 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗗
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  • Reads 159
  • Votes 29
  • Parts 9
  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Sep 12, 2024
Mature
Reyaansh Rathore-a man shattered by the disappearance of his wife, haunted by her memory. He never smiled again, only surviving for the sake of his son. While the world believes she's dead, Reyaansh clings to hope. She's alive-he can feel it.

But when he marries Aadrika, trying to build a future for his son, his past comes crashing down. His first wife, the woman who vanished, returns. And with her, she brings chaos that threatens to destroy everything he's rebuilt.

Will Reyaansh be able to choose between the past and the present?  Can a man truly move on when his heart belongs to the past?

When love turns into a storm, who will survive?





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#841 out of 992 stories.(single dad)

#339 out of 389 stories.(remarriage)
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