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Book #3 of 'ek qismat' series
Could be read as a standalone
The first lesson Shahnawaz Sikandar learned in his life was that he was meant to be alone. Sent in a boarding school in Italy before he could even see his parents' face, he knew he was deeply alone.
When he was called back at 6 years old, he received lesser than he expected. What he never expected was the storm Rehunama Shah was. Rehunama, the queen bee of his class, wanted everyone to be her friends and Shahnawaz was no exception.
Despite everything, he started believing that maybe there was something good in the world but fate didn't want his happiness. Rehunama Shah also left him, promising to meet again one day.
The moment he stopped hoping, she returned back... now, as his wife.
Started: April 2026
Completed: August 2026
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