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𝐃𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐔𝐌
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Ongoing, First published Oct 08
3 new parts
"𝘿𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙯 𝙨𝙚... 𝙚𝙠 𝙢𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙟𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙗 𝙠𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙚.

𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙖, 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙮𝙖, 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙦𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙝𝙞."

Some stories aren't written in ink - they're stitched in silence, in glances that linger, in hearts that dare to love beyond reason.

Aarav Kapoor, India's most beloved cricketer, has the world at his feet - fame, success, and millions chanting his name. But behind the cheers lies a man who craves something real... something quiet... something that doesn't end when the stadium lights go out.

Sanvi Sharma, a young fashion designer with dreams stitched tighter than the threads she works with, believes love is a distraction - a luxury she can't afford while building her name. Yet, destiny has a strange way of unspooling the plans we make.

When two families bound by an old friendship cross paths again, a single conversation turns into a proposal that neither Aarav nor Sanvi expected. What begins as an arrangement slowly turns into something deeper - a connection that challenges fame, fear, and the fragile boundaries of identity.

But love, like life, isn't simple.
When the spotlight meets the quiet soul, when the whispers of the world grow louder than the heart - will Aarav and Sanvi still choose each other?

In a world full of noise, they find peace in each other's silence.
In a story written by destiny, their hearts learn to speak - DIL SE TUM.
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