Finally Yours
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Seven years of stolen glances.
Seven years of quiet gestures.
Seven years of unspoken words...
Countless glances...
Will Akshaya and Agastya finally find the courage to cross the line and speak the words they've held in their hearts?
What happens when two hearts that have waited so long finally come face to face with their feelings?
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