In a world where memories shape our identities, two childhood friends are separated by fate, only to find themselves on a journey that weaves together love, loss, and the power of resilience.
Roohi Sharma, a girl who gave her blood to save her elder sister and, despite her struggles with mutism from a childhood accident, lights up the world around her with an indomitable smile. Beneath her cheerful exterior lies a heart full of pain, once untethered but now desperate to give love to those who deserve it.
Rajveer Singhania, heir to a prestigious family business, grapples with the ghosts of his own past. After losing his mother in a tragic accident, he finds himself adrift, caught in the turbulent tides of memory loss and familial rejection. As a self-made man entrenched in the enigmatic world of the mafia, he buries his heart behind walls built from fear and isolation.
Their paths, once intertwined, have taken them in opposite directions. Though Rajveer has forgotten Roohi's face, her spirit lingers, haunting his dreams with echoes of a girl he can't quite remember. Unbeknownst to him, Roohi pours her heart into the anonymity of poetry, becoming a voice for their lost dreams, capturing his attention and admiration without revealing her true identity.
But destiny has a plan. When their lives converge once more through the magic of marriage, will their fractured hearts heal? Will hidden truths resurface, catalyzing the rediscovery of forgotten love? As Roohi battles to find her voice and Rajveer confronts the shadows of his past, their stories become entwined, revealing that love's journey is as complex as it is beautiful.
Join Roohi, Rajveer, and three other couples as they navigate a tapestry of love in all its forms-love that is hard to find, harder to hold, and even harder to wait for. Find out how hope can blossom in the face of adversity and how the heart knows, even when the mind forgets.
Read to find out!!
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❝𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 ? ❞
L U C A S K N I G H T
The capo. The King.
They fear me because I fear nothing.
The only person capable of saying checkmate has always been me because I have saved my queen.
Only in front of my queen shall I bow, but she is hidden from everyone, including me.
A T H I R A N O V A K
I'm not hurting anymore, hurting seems easy?
Try shattered, destroyed, hollow.
He was supposed to be my King, and this was supposed to be our game of chess, but he left.
Now, twelve years later, he says that I am his queen but isn't the queen supposed to protect her king, after all this is a game of chess.