Falling for You

This isn't a love story. It was never meant to be. Love is simple-this was anything but

वो इश्क़ नहीं, इक बेड़ियाँ थीं,
जिसमें मैं बंधी, पर चाहकर भी नहीं बंधी।
उसकी निगाहों में पिघलती रही,
पर उसके आगोश में कभी अपनी ना लगी
Preeti wasn't the kind of girl who waited for a knight in shining armor. And V? He never saw himself as a hero. They weren't meant to be together, yet somehow, their lives twisted around each other in ways neither of them could escape.

What started as curiosity turned into something else entirely. Preeti saw the signs-the way V changed, the way he absorbed every part of her until there was nothing left that wasn't about her. And maybe, just maybe, a part of her liked it. Until she didn't.

"You'll move on, V. It's just teenage years."
"Move on? Tum samajhti kyun nahi, Preeti? Tum meri ho. Hamesha."

V wasn't just in love with her-he became everything she wanted, molding himself into the perfect version of what he thought she'd love. But the more he became what she desired, the less real he felt.

तू मेरी आरज़ू, मेरी बेक़रारी का सबब,
हर लम्हा तेरा खयाल, मेरी बंदगी का अदब।
छू ना सका तुझे, पर तेरा होना ही काफ़ी था,
इश्क़ मेरा जुनूँ सही, मगर हदों से वाकिफ़ था।

This is not a romance filled with grand gestures and perfect endings. It's about love that felt like a storm, about choices that couldn't be undone, and a bond that blurred the line between devotion and destruction.

Some stories are about finding yourself in love. Theirs was about losing themselves in it.

This isn't a fairy tale. There are no her