Her field, His pitch
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A rising star in neurosurgery, Dr. Aashi Verma is brilliant, distant, and fiercely protective of her four-year-old daughter, Anaya. She's built a life of control and silence-one that never speaks of the night that changed everything.
India's beloved cricket captain, Shubman Gill, is composed under pressure, adored by millions, and carries a silver pendant he can't explain-only that it once belonged to someone who felt like home.
A medical emergency brings them face-to-face five years later. But they don't recognize each other.
Not until a scar.
A tattoo.
And a pendant rewrite everything.
What happens when the girl he lost becomes the mother of a child he never knew existed?
Her Field, His Pitch is a slow-burn story of missed chances, quiet love, and the unpredictable ways life gives us a second innings.
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Fanfiction
Romance
Emotional Drama
Celebrity AU
Shubhman Gill
ICT
Cricketers
Single Mom
Second Chances
Slow Burn
Indian Character
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𝐔𝐍𝐒: 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴
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