I Don't Deserve You

I Don't Deserve You

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Everyone has their own story, their own pain. Everyone has their own moments of hapiness, suffering, sadness, loneliness and love which has shaped them into who they're. When Sameer and his sister move to Mumbai, he happens to catch the eye of Renee, the goofiest girl of the college as she attempts to befriend a man of mysteries and secrets. Only if Renee knew, the secrets he kept moulded the destiny of not just her, but many people close to her too. Five lives, five lovers,five heartbreaks,and one story... *Updates every Wednesday*
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An amorous tale which is not one of grand romantic gestures or picture-perfect moments. It was woven through time, stitched together with silent promises, unspoken feelings, and an unbreakable bond that endured separation, pain and the weight of the past. A girl, who is a war journalist, had spent years witnessing the horror of battlefield, carrying the weight of lost lives and shattered dreams. The war in zahran had taken more from her than she could ever put into words - her peace, her friends and a part of herself she feared she could never reclaim. When she returned, broken and distant, she had one instinct - to run. An she did. Leaving behind him, the only constant she had ever know, without a single goodbye. He searched for her, never giving up, never forgetting. The six years of her absence had changed him too. One night, she returned, but wasn't the same. She carried nightmares in her eyes and scars on her soul. He never once asked her why she left- he just chose to stay. He let his presence speak louder than words, offering her the patience, the space and the quiet love. Their love wasn't rushed. It wasn't dramatic. It was real - formed in the depths of understanding, in the warmth of silent support, in small things that meant everything. It was love that had endured war, separation and time. And in the end, it was love that found it's way back home. Because love like theirs wasn't meant to be lost - it was meant to be fought for.

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