He never expected this
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Last published Wed, Oct 2, 2024
She was Simmo, a Muslim girl. He was Manish, a Hindu boy.
Two souls from different religions, but with a love that knew no boundaries.
Manish had never proposed to anyone before-his past love had proposed him. But for the first time, he opened his heart, and it was for Simmo. She said yes. They met, they connected physically and emotionally. Manish was serious, truly in love. But out of fear that he might leave her one day, Simmo suddenly said she wanted to break up.
Manish was shattered-he cried, begged, pleaded. He even asked her best friend to explain how much he loved her.
And she did return.
After that, their relationship grew stronger. They spent long nights on video calls, shared deep moments, and got emotionally very close. Manish always said, "Let's not treat this like just a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship-let's treat this like husband and wife." Simmo always agreed.
She said she trusted him blindly. But when Manish asked for her WhatsApp login-not out of suspicion, but for transparency-she refused.
She said, "I won't give it."
If she truly saw him as her husband, wouldn't she have trusted him with everything?
This wasn't about control-it was about mutual belief.
And in that moment, Manish's world fell apart.
A love so pure, yet broken by a single act of mistrust.
Was Simmo ever truly serious? Or was Manish's love always one-sided?
Read the full story to uncover a painful yet heartfelt journey of love, trust, betrayal, and unanswered questions.
Sometimes, even true love isn't enough...
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There was once this girl who loved too much, there was once this boy who lost too much. She loved him too soon, he loved her too hard. But something broke them. She healed him in a way with no scars, he broke her apart without thinking twice. She held his arm in his darkest times, he left her alone in a world full of demons. She craved him in every way, but he threw her heart away. But he came again, holding his heart in his hands, begging her for her forgiveness... but she is too broke to be the same and he is too stubborn to leave her again. Can he heal her? Can she love him again? •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• " Surya... Listen to me its all a lie.." "Shhh.. just shut up! I don't want to listen anything fro your mouth Vanya. I don't want to! Please don't show me your face again." He said gritting his teeth. "No no Surya... Please try to listen to me. How can you think I can do such thing that to.. That too to her.. Surya its a lie. I swear Surya." I begged him as tears flowed from my face. "Surya.. Surya I am pre-" "SHUT UP JUST SHUT UP! I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE." saying this he left me all alone on that day in an unknown place. My heart felt heavy and my mind went blank. My body is shaking with an unknown fear and my heart is bleeding with the damage he had done. The rain started to pour wetting my clothes and hair. I didn't expect to be hurt emotionally up to now... But on the same fateful day... Something happened some terrible thing happened to me... Which haunts me everyday and night...and imprinted my soul... This my story...I am Vanya Subramanyam. Join me in the journey of our hate to love to hate again.... ••••••••••••••••••• Join the journey of Surya and Vanya to know about their story. Cover by @jadedbrown ©All Rights Reserved
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