AANYA : his eternal flame
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KARTIK ARORA
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AANYA MAHROTRA
She was chaos wrapped in soft skin, a storm that smiled with silence. He was fire - wild, stubborn, relentless. And yet, when their worlds collided, they didn't burn. They bloomed.
Aanya never believed in forever, and Kartik never thought he deserved peace. But somewhere between unfinished conversations, reckless kisses, and sleepless nights filled with laughter and tears, they found something that felt like home. Messy, loud, unpredictable... but real.
This isn't a love story that begins and ends.
It's a story that burns.
Because she wasn't just his love -
She was his eternal flame.
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