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MATCH POINT: LOVE
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  • Reads 166
  • Votes 34
  • Parts 7
  • Time 23m
Ongoing, First published Aug 05
2 new parts
She plays for glory. He sings for the world.
But when their lives collide, the real match begins.

Aarav Malhotra, the nation's heartthrob and global singing sensation, never expected love to come crashing into his life courtside.
Ziva Singh, a fierce badminton player chasing her dream of representing India, never thought she'd fall for the man every girl wanted.

From practice courts to press conferences, from late-night banters to stolen glances, their journey is a whirlwind of passion, laughter, and unshakable belief in each other.
But fame comes with shadows. Trolls, media bias, and endless pressure threaten to pull them apart. While the world questions her talent, Ziva decides to let her racket do the talking.

This is more than a love story.
It's about fighting battles together, silencing doubts, and finding strength in the person who believes in you the most.

✨ Match Point: LOVE is a heart-pounding sports romance that blends ambition, heartbreak, banter, and the sweetest victory of all-love.
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.