The Dark Cloud.

So this is my first story and I know it's realllllllly bad but what can I say? Practice makes a man perfect.

Life is a bed of thorns where happiness is nothing but a part of our imagination. Ayaan's life was nothing but miseries until Aira came into his life....

A truck of garbage? Yes, I know but it's all I've got. Read on to know that I'm teeny weeny bit better than this.

P.S. Mild swearing.