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unaware Eyes

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Capítulos 35
Tempo 6h 30m

Leituras 4,804
Votos 141
Capítulos 35
Tempo 6h 30m

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"Unaware Eyes"
By Niyawrites



Do anjaane log. Do alag raastein 
Ek aisi mulaqat jahan lafz nahi bolte, sirf aankhein keh jaati hain sab kuch.
Un aankhon mein mohabbat chhupi hoti hai, lekin woh khud uss jazbaat se be-khabar hoti hain.
Wo nazarien jo ek doosre ko dhoondti rehti hain, magar jab saamne hoti hain... tab bhi anjaan ban jaati hain.

"Unaware Eyes" ek khamosh mohabbat ki kahani hai - jahan jazbaat bayaan nahi hote, mehsoos kiye jaate hain.
Jahan ek nigah sab kuch badal sakti hai... aur ek khamoshi sab kuch keh sakti hai.
Yeh kahani hai un aankhon ki... jo chahti toh thi dekhna, magar unhein samajhne wala koi nahi tha.


In English


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"Unaware Eyes"
By Niyawrites

Two strangers. Two different paths.
A meeting where words remain silent, and only eyes tell the story.
Eyes that hold love within them, yet remain unaware of the emotions they carry.
Gazes that search for each other endlessly, but even when they finally meet... they pretend not to recognize.

"Unaware Eyes" is a tale of silent love - where feelings are not spoken but deeply felt.
Where a single glance can change everything... and a single silence can say it all.
This is the story of those eyes... that longed to see, but were never truly understood.


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