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Not everyone who enters your life becomes your ex or your next.
Sometimes, they become something you never had a name for.
Fara had spent years believing that love was something she was better off without. After her first heartbreak, she built walls around herself and promised she would never trust someone enough to be hurt like that again.
Then came Ayan.
Patient. Persistent. Gentle.
He didn't rush her. He didn't ask her to forget her past. He simply stayed long enough for her to believe that maybe love could be different this time.
Ayan was never supposed to be temporary.
He was supposed to be the hero of her story.
But stories don't always follow the plans we make for them.
Then Mihir entered her life.
He wasn't supposed to be her next. They weren't even supposed to have a future. They came from different worlds, carried circumstances that made their relationship impossible to define, and yet somehow, feelings found their way into places they were never invited.
And before Fara could understand what was happening, everything had changed.
The boy who was never supposed to become her ex became one.
The boy who was never supposed to become her next somehow became one.
And Fara was left standing between two stories that were never meant to exist the way they did.
Maybe that's the cruelest thing about love.
You can spend years trying to decide who will be your ex and who will be your next, only to realize that neither word was ever enough to describe what they meant to you.
This is a story about first love, unexpected feelings, friendship, betrayal, faith, fear, heartbreak, and the people who change us even when they don't stay.
Because sometimes the person you thought would be your forever becomes a memory.
Sometimes the person who was never meant to be your future becomes your almost.
And sometimes, the real ending isn't about choosing between an ex or a next at all.