Writing books has always come naturally to me. Romance novels were the main genre that caught my attention, and I was known for them, even though I was not known by face except for a few people who knew my true identity.
I never thought a romance was in my future or that my life would become something like the novels I wrote, but when I met the man that I had "known" a long time ago in a different life than the one I lived now, working in a coffee shop and hiding from those who had known me as someone else, someone that hadn't been a published author but a child of twelve and the only daughter amongst sons.
So when the man entered my life a second time, ordering a coffee for himself and not having someone else do it like normal, others started to enter my life, starting with another boy, turned man, that I hadn't seen in years and had been a family member of mine before I changed my identity and hidden in plain sight.
With one coffee, man, and shop, my life changed for the better or worse. Only time will tell what love story I find myself in, and hopefully, it won't end in heartbreak.
Love is unpredictable. It makes you dream, makes you believe in forever-until it shatters you.
Sayra Dixit once believed in love. She believed in stolen glances, whispered confessions, and fairytales that ended in happily ever afters. But all those dreams crumbled the day she confessed her feelings to Rithvik Rajvansh-the school's cold, unattainable genius-and was brutally rejected.
Years passed, and Sayra buried the girl who once loved so openly. But fate had other plans. Now, she finds herself bound in an arranged marriage with the very man who broke her heart.
He is no longer the boy she once adored. And she is no longer the girl who waited for him to notice her. But then, why does his presence still send her heart racing? Why does her indifference feel like a punishment to him?
"I don't believe in love anymore."
"Then I'll teach you how to believe again."