Never Delivered
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Have you ever felt something for someone, only to realize too late that they were never truly on the same page? Isha always kept her heart guarded, convinced that love was something she wasn't ready for. But Aarav, with his persistence and kindness, wore her down. Over time, what started as simple friendship blossomed into something deeper - or so Isha thought.
As she struggles to make sense of it all, Isha is left to pick up the pieces of her heart and wonder: Did all those moments between them mean nothing to him? Was their connection just a passing phase, or was there something more she missed? Can she heal from this betrayal, or will she always be haunted by what could have been?
It is an emotional journey of love, loss, and self-discovery that will make one reflect on the complexities of relationships and what it really means to be seen and understood.
It is a short story in the form of a letter.
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#Book1 of The Heart Series (English and Tanglish) VIHAAN MALHOTRA × INDHU RAJAN "That's what you do, isn't it?" His voice was sharp, edged with something dangerously close to anger. I frowned. What the hell is he talking about? "What-" I started, but he cut me off. "Always craving attention. From everyone... from every man-"The words barely left his mouth before my hand struck his cheek. A sharp slap, loud in the quiet room. Wow. Four years. Four whole years since I last saw him, and the first thing I do? Slap my first love. Great. Just great. ──── ୨୧ ──── Indhu walked away from love, heartbreak, and the boy who once shielded her in the rain, Vihaan. He was her first love, the one she believed never saw her the same way. What she thought was an unrequited crush turned into a painful memory, marked by misunderstandings and unresolved emotions. They met again through the wedding of Indhu's best friend, Aadya and Vihaan's older brother Arnav, an event that should have been a happy beginning but instead left her heartbroken. Convinced she had moved on, she built a life on her own terms-until Vihaan reappeared. Vihaan, cold and unreadable, never let anyone get close-especially not Indhu. He buried his feelings, mistaking distance for control. But when the truth behind their past finally comes to light, he refuses to let her slip away again. Now bound to the man she tried to forget, Indhu finds herself trapped between past wounds and present desires. And as possessive tension, lingering resentment, and years of unspoken longing collide, she fights to guard her heart while Vihaan struggles to claim what was always his. But in a game of denial and temptation, who will surrender first? ──── ୨୧ ──── (This is my first book, so there may be a few mistakes or small inconsistencies, but it won't affect the reading. I'll be fixing everything once the book is completed❤️😭)
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