Softly, We Fell

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓁ℴ𝓃𝓰 𝒶𝓰ℴ?

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Faritha is loud in her head, soft in her smile, and perfectly content building a future out of literature and daydreams.
Dhruv has steady hands and silent eyes - a neurosurgeon shaped by responsibility, loss, and memories he keeps locked away.

Their arranged meeting was meant to be simple. One dinner. One conversation.
But fate - and the past - had other plans.

A forgotten childhood.
A heart that beats with borrowed memory.
A year apart where silence says more than words ever could.

After meeting and marriage with Dhruv, Faritha begins to dream of faces she's never known - their story slowly untangles into something neither of them can explain.

A girl without memories.
A boy who never forgot.
And a heart that never stopped waiting.

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𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 - 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

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