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The Pitch Perfect Everything
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    Time 8h 15m
Ongoing, First published Sep 12
5 new parts
Abhay Sharma 
He was a rising star, the golden boy of Indian cricket. It's been years for which he struggled...stranded and drifted apart...just to stand on his feet again after the murder of his grandfather. And the ones who were to be blamed ....were set free....The Mehras .Years later, the wounds still sting, and every glance at her feels like a reminder of the betrayal that ruined him. Now, with the ICC watching his every move and rumors swirling that he's targeting opponents in the IPL, Abhay has no room for weakness... or distractions.

Ashwini Mehra 
A nutritionist by profession...a party animal by heart. Never in her life did she want to look back at Abhay again. He was a charmer...a Casanova (or as she thought he was) ...her best friend's brothe- EX BESTFRIEND....and now someone who blamed her family for everything that went wrong in his life. But she wouldn't fall back ....she was selected as the nutritionist by ICC for one of the cricketers in the Indian Cricket team .....one of the biggest achievements of her life.But who knew the old wounds were waiting to be visited again ........

Old friends. New enemies. A past drenched in secrets, lies, and tragedy.
Now, fate has thrown them together again, forcing them to confront the anger, desire, and dangerous truths neither expected. Every over, every meal, every heartbeat counts - because in this game of cricket, love, and revenge, nothing is pitch perfect... except the chaos. 🏏❤️
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