THE MONSOON LETTERS |BL|

THE MONSOON LETTERS |BL|

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I was 4 years old when he I saw him sitting alone in the park pouring his emotions in his drawing as he can't speak....but those eyes speak a lot... He was same age as me...we became friends that's what my innocent heart thought.... It was the monsoon season when I told him I am leaving the city...I saw those eyes shining with his tears for the first time and he gave me a letter....the monsoon letter... 12 years later Its been 12 years, I returned back to the city where his presence still make me feel like home...the same bench , the same park but he is not here anymore...... I just hope I will see him again....again in the monsoon season....♡ ~•~•~•~•~•~ Read the Story of Vihaan Malhotra × Ishaan The story contains Boy × Boy Separation Angst Fluff Romcom Happy Ending
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This is my first book... :-) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Friends, love, hope and dreams are the four pillars of teenage. While they mold the life for better for most of us, it was nothing less than a nightmare for her. She, who thought was cursed and shouldn't even have existed. She, who was named a devil; whose past hovered above her, burdened her and haunted her each time she thought of living a normal life. When having a boyfriend was as normal as breathing for her friends, it was something abstract for her; unrealistic, out of her league. Thus, plastering a smile on her face, veiling her dreadful existence, she quietly lived; existed. She, who desperately tried to hide her secret, once dared to swim against the current, proposed her first crush in high school and got stabbed by that same person. The person whom she loved, trusted. When her first crush publicly degraded her, broadcasting her past to the entire school; something died within her. Her hope. To love and to live a normal life. She was broken - beyond repair. After she moved to her new life in London, she thought she had left everything behind in India, only until she met him. ------------ Copyright © Radhika Acharya All rights to this book are reserved *** Do not copy my work. I have worked really hard to write this story, please don't make all my struggles go to waste. The cover Pic as well as the pics you'll come across in this story are only for reference. I hold no rights over them whatsoever. Enjoy reading people and thank you!!

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