Illusion

The clock never stops, yet for Bhavishya, time itself was a cruel illusion. The past and future blurred like a dream she couldn't escape. Eleven years ago, Aryan, had left for war, never to return or so she believed. She raised their son, Anubhav, alone, weaving stories of a father lost to time.

But time had played a trick on them. One night, as the storm raged outside, a knock echoed through the silence. Bhavishya opened the door and there he stood.

Aryan. Alive. Unchanged.

For him, only days had passed. For her, it had been over a decade.

Two souls, separated by time's cruel paradox, now stood on the edge of destiny.
Could love defy time itself?
Or was fate bound to rewrite their story once more?

My own story.
I don't want to plagiarized, I wrote this myself and I don't know if any author already had written something like this.
But this story is only my imagination.

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Aryan Kumar
Bhavishya Singh
Anubhav Kumar
other characters if needed

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