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BETWEEN UNIFORMS AND HEARTBEATS
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  • Reads 8,072
  • Votes 360
  • Parts 64
  • Time 3h 44m
Complete, First published May 14
She became a doctor to save lives.
He became a soldier to protect them.

When Dr. Nitya Sharma sets off on a long-awaited trip to Kashmir, the last thing she expects is to end up in the middle of a terrorist attack-let alone saving five children and crossing paths with the one man she thought she'd never see again.

Captain Abhay Malhotra. Her childhood crush. Her heartbreak. Her what-could-have-been.

Seven years ago, one misunderstanding tore them apart. Now, fate throws them back together-this time with guns, blood, and secrets between them. As they return to AFMC Pune, tangled in memories and military duty, sparks reignite amidst teasing, tension, and the quiet question neither of them dares to ask: What if it was never too late?

In a world of loyalty, sacrifice, and shifting missions, can love survive the line between uniforms and heartbeats?

"One battlefield brought them together.
Seven years of silence tore them apart.
Now, a rescue mission might just give them a second chance-
between uniforms and heartbeats."


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