Flung through Time

It was meant to be a normal evening, just a normal twilight where I would cuddle close to the awaiting arms of my Wattpad story. However it turned out to be anything but normal..... I fell through time and right into the arms of a blue-eyed stranger. To make the matter worse, I might be falling for a fugitive who is even older than my Grandpa.

Welcome to 1931! This is the era where Indians are demanding their independence, entangled in a mesh of politics, mass movements, rebels and love stories.