writtenin_chaos
"I don't even like you," she said.
"Yet here we are."
He pulled her closer.
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"Okay. You want to leave? Then go."
His voice remained steady, but his eyes betrayed him, glistening with unshed tears.
"Because, according to me, love demands a bond. And clearly, to you, I was nothing more than an asset you needed to reach your goal."
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"You said you loved me, so you can't leave."
She clutched his hand beside the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm back. I'm here. So please... please don't you dare die."
Her voice broke.
"Or else I'm coming after you."
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He was a self-made billionaire who built an empire from nothing.
She was a brilliant neurosurgeon who had built a life around saving others.
He believed in God.
She didn't.
He believed some things were meant to be trusted, even when they couldn't be understood.
She believed that if something couldn't be proven, she had no reason to believe it.
They were never supposed to meet.
Their first encounter was nothing more than a disastrous elevator ride.
Their marriage was never part of the plan.
And falling in love?
That was supposed to be impossible.
But life had other plans.
Between arguments, unexpected chaos, forced proximity, buried secrets, painful truths and a marriage neither of them asked for, Ekansh and Akanksha slowly discover that love isn't always about finding someone who completes you.
Sometimes, it's about finding someone who makes you feel safe enough to finally become yourself.
But Akanksha has questions about her past that refuse to stay buried.
And Ekansh has learned that forgiveness doesn't mean forgetting.
Two people.
Two different beliefs.
Two broken pasts.
One unexpected home.
When We Became Home.