Confidential Hearts
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Shivangi sharma×Advait shekhavat
It's the story of a love that begins to blossom between a star and her manager.
But one day, an incident occurs, shattering the tender bond they share and turning their budding love into a silent battlefield.
Misunderstandings cloud their relationship, and words left unspoken begin to erode the trust and friendship they once cherished. Although their connection is strained, a profound emotion remains-an intense feeling that lingers, suspended somewhere far from hate, yet no longer love.
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