Connections.

Connections.

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A story about awakening connections and love. A story about a birth, a rebirth. The story of the first two-spirited.
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Tired of the same old Wattpad clichés? So am I. That's why I created a story not just for myself but- for anyone craving something different. No pressure. Dive in, only if you care. ___________________________________________ Preet and Vikram were once classmates, but their time together in school was marked by silence. Though they shared the same classrooms and walked the same hallways, they never exchanged a single word. As years passed, life took them on separate paths, making them strangers despite their shared past. Fate, however, had other plans. In an unexpected twist, they cross paths again in a bustling new city, far from the place where their unspoken bond first formed. This time, something is different. Perhaps it's the maturity that time has gifted them or the curiosity about the familiar yet unknown. They finally break the silence, sharing words they never spoke before, slowly unraveling the mystery of each other's lives. Join their journey as they rediscover each other, navigate newfound emotions, and embark on a love story that was always meant to be-one that proves connections need no words, only the right time to unfold.. _________________________________________ Drenched. Breathless. On the edge of something forbidden. She asked him to untie her dori He kissed her shoulder. She whispered his name. He apologized. But later-under the same blanket, with hearts racing and fingers barely touching she reached for him. "You don't have to say sorry... Not for that."-Preet "You shouldn't have held my hand like that... But I'm glad you did."-Vikram

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