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FALLEN SOULS
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement janv. 01
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Samaira Khanna, 28. A single mother of twins.
Orphaned at five, she was taken in by a family friend who later married her to their son, calling it protection, calling it destiny.
But fate was cruel. Betrayal shattered her marriage, hardship drained her strength, and heartbreak taught her one brutal lesson that love cannot be trusted.


Daksh Rathore, 32. A man the world labeled a villain. Accused of destroying his brother's home, judged without knowing the truth. Or the pain. Or the child who lost his entire family at just two years old. Beneath the cold exterior is a man aching for warmth, belonging, and a family he has been denied for nearly three decades.


Two broken souls.
Two lives shaped by loss, silence, and scars that never healed.

She fears trust.
He craves family.

When their paths cross, wounds reopen, pasts collide, and emotions blur. In a world that has taken everything from them, can they become each other's refuge... or will their scars destroy what could have been?
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