𝑳𝒂𝒌𝒔𝒉: 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑩𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔.

Wamiqa Singh, whose only will was to obtain her desired goal. A fierce Vet with a kind heart walking a path which wasn't made out of roses, instead with its poisonous thorns from which healing wasn't quick. Amidst the secrets carved in their blood, from one generation to another, it passed like a calm wind which none knew when it turned into a storm, whose thunder echoed till the hours felt too long to pass. As for love.. it wasn't what she wanted.. not anymore.. but. Destiny had already given a mirror to her soul, which she doesn't know about, Yet.
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Siddharth Khatri, A man strictly determined in creating equality among him. Someone with a calm exterior but with internal wounds. Once he gives someone the key to his heart and lets them in, there's no way out. Despite being born to rule, he held the kind of humanity many never learned. Love, romantically wasn't really in his wish list, until he fell for someone in a way only one can imagine. Somehow destiny collides him with a person who is the only one he didn't even know he needed.

Two sane minds.
Two guarded souls.
One story that was never meant to begin... yet somehow, does.

• - - - ❈ - - - • "Devotion isn't always loud Sometimes, it bleeds quietly.''
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Trope:
⇒ Destined Lovers.
⇒ First 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦-𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦.
⇒ Age Gap. (4 years)
(Main characters, only.)

Genre: Psychological Thrill, Mystery, Fiction, Rom-Com, Friendship, Thriller, Redemption, Generational Secrets, & Raw Emotions. (Includes all characters)

Note: [This is not a smut]
Do not repost without credits. English isn't my first language, so avoid the mistakes I might make.

Author: Maya.