NAINA LAAGE
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Aarna x Adhvit
Two different personalities where Aarna is carefree , responsible, soft , strong depending on the situation and go with the flow kind of a girl .
Adhvit whereas is a goal commited , calm and serious person.
Their story started slowly yet beautifully .
This story revolves around their sweet relationship and also their friends and family.
This book contains all the chaos , fun and depth to everyone's character. Happy reading...♡
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