Nikita Priya:
She was a girl of sunlight and science-
drawn to patterns, petals, and possibilities.
A scholar with ink-stained fingers and roots that ran deeper than memory.
The kind of girl who traced constellations on leaves
and listened to dreams like they were maps.
A daughter. A student. A soul caught
between logic and longing.
And somewhere inside her-
the echo of a name that hadn't touched her lips in centuries.
"I may have forgotten who I was-but I never forgot the way he made the world feel like home."
Veerendra Vyom Rathore:
He was a king the stars couldn't forget.
A warrior broken by time,
guarding a realm made of dreams and flame.
Bound to a curse. Waiting for her return.
"She died to protect me, and I've spent lifetimes aching to remember the way she said my name."
Somewhere between what was and what still aches,
two souls collide across lifetimes.
She calls him Veer.
He calls her Dini.
But neither knows how the story ends-
only that it began long before they were ever born.
In a world where time folds,
memories bleed,
and love rewrites destiny-
will she remember who she is
before it breaks them both?
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