The Path That We Couldn't Escape

The Path That We Couldn't Escape

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Came from a well-known family, Trezelle Rae Fierro, mostly known as the black sheep of their family, ended up choosing the career she truly wants instead of surrendering to her parents control as they push her towards a business job. Mostly seen as the rebel and troublemaker in everything, not until she met Ciandrel Klyde Lopez. A complete opposite of her, has a complete healthy family and a life she never had. He's known as the golden hour guy, the type who can make you fall in love because of his sense of humor. If their paths were never meant to meet, how are they supposed to escape the moment they already did?
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[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

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