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My Love
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  • Reads 19
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 2
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Sep 23
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Life is a prison until the right time and right one come to free you.

Dr. Vihaan Malhotra was a surgeon whose skill in the operating room was unmatched, but outside it, he was a fortress of ice. Tall, sharp-featured, and impossibly composed, he spoke little, moved with precision, and kept everyone at a distance. Beneath the flawless exterior, however, lay fragments of a broken past-a shadow he carried silently, shaping the man who trusted no one yet demanded unwavering respect. 


Rooh Namal was a study in contrasts-a nurse who could be lazy in life yet tirelessly devoted when it came to her patients. Cheerful and patient, she carried a lightness that made the chaos of the hospital feel a little less heavy, yet beneath her playful, sometimes childish energy, a chain of quiet maturity kept her guarded, never letting her fully surrender to her own whimsy. Warm, approachable, and subtly mischievous, Rooh moved through her world with a blend of heart and restraint, a soul that healed others while quietly wrestling with herself.
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