Abhi Na Jao Chhod Kar
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"I'll never stop choosing you," they had once promised each other.
But life had other plans. Daksh, being a lawyer and Suhana being a surgeon, life was bout to get hectic. Somewhere amidst the chaos of their demanding careers and quiet neglect, their love faded into the background.
"I want a divorce," Suhana declared, her voice breaking the silence in Daksh's study, shattering the fragile calm they had clung to for so long.
Now standing at a crossroads, Suhana and Daksh are faced with a painful question: Is their love truly lost, or is there still a chance to save what they've let slip away?
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