LIKE THE SMELL AFTER THE RAIN

LIKE THE SMELL AFTER THE RAIN

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S T A N D A L O N E This is not just a love story. It is a journey-a bittersweet melody that will linger in your heart long after the final page is turned. Welcome to the world of Avanika Aradhya Singh and Rishivansh Kashyap, a world where love blooms amidst sorrow and destiny weaves a tale as beautiful as it is tragic. In this poignant tale of love that transcends time of a girl who fought to survive and a heart that loved her until the very end, Avanika's and Rishivansh's journey will remind us all : "Some loves are not meant to last, But their echoes linger, endless vast. In every heartbeat, every sigh, A love that never truly says goodbye."
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He: If Loving is an art, I want you to be my Picasso Myra. Myra: No, you don't meant it. Tell me everything is a lie. You cannot love me. How can you say this to me when you love someone else ? He: How do I prove it you Myra ? Myra: Please don't this to me. Stop playing this love game. I tired of it. He held her hand and placed her palm against his chest. Closing his eyes, he sighed and gave a gentle squeeze to her palm. He: I love you Myra. It has been always you then, only you now and it will always be you forever. I will never be tired of loving you cause my life is meant only to love you even from the age when I didn't know what is to fall in love. Yet here I m before you confessing my love after years of being hidden deep in my heart Myra. I love you with every bone, fibre and cells in my body. I love you to the moon and back. I love you to the eternity Myra. -------------------- "The Course of true love never did run smooth " - William Shakespeare. Join Myra in her journey to unfold the love, passion, pain, betrayal and joy, fate has planned for her.

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