Tera Sarkar
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Living a life with loving parents, annoying siblings, a good education, and a perfectly normal purpose in life, she thought she had everything she could ever ask for.
A girl blessed with beauty, grace, kindness, and everything most people spent their lives wishing for.
She thought she was ordinary.
She thought she was living a happy, normal life.
She was wrong.
Because she was not who she believed herself to be.
And the people searching for her were not ordinary either.
She thought the biggest complication in her life was the young Chief Minister of her state slowly falling in love with her.
She thought that was fate.
She thought that was the story.
But little did she know that somewhere far away, there was a man waiting for her.
Yearning for her.
Counting the days, months, and years.
A man who had spent almost his entire life searching for something he could never forget.
She didn't know that someone had already gone mad over her.
Not for weeks.
Not for months.
Not even for years.
But for almost as long as she had existed.
And when the truth finally comes to light, Siya Sharma will learn that some stories do not begin when two people meet.
Some stories begin long before either of them are born.
For nineteen years, he lived with only one thing in his heart.
Her.
Not because he couldn't have her.
Not because she does not belonged to him.
But because he knew.
He knew how soft she was.
How naïve.
How easily the world would break someone like her.
So he waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Nineteen years of patience.
Nineteen years of distance.
Nineteen years of watching from the shadows.
Until one day...
His patience finally broke.
Someone else had been waiting for nineteen years to become a part of it.
The frightening part?
She doesn't even know his name yet.
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