Beauty of Love
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" Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. "
-Oscar Wilde
Samiksha Ackles an aspiring young actress/ model. She's shy, sweet & down to earth. She loves her fans and so do they. Break ups, death, controversies, love, sex would these affect her career? Will she find the love of her life? Will she find someone who understands her? Can she cope with harsh media? Can love help all her troubles go away ?
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Ps. When you read this the ages of few characters will differ.
Intense scenes from Chap 7 onwards ( Kids beware )
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