DumbHuman_2010

Hello my Braincell Bookmarkers!  I hope you didn't forget me. Today is Tuesday and I am here with Chapter 3 of 'Our Youth'.
          	
          	I apologize for the delay due to an internet problem. 
          	
          	Thank you.

aderline_bookclub

Hlw....are you interested in joining bookclub?
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DumbHuman_2010

@aderline_bookclub Hi! Thank you so much for the add  I'm happy to be here and quietly cheer others on. My story leans more toward emotional realism than dark romance, so it might not fully match the overall vibe — but I hope that’s okay. I’m a little quiet and prefer organic interactions, so please don’t mind if I take my time to engage. Looking forward to reading and learning 
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DumbHuman_2010

Hello my Braincell Bookmarkers ! 
          
          Chapter 2 will come out tomorrow, so here is some teaser for chapter 2.
          
          Teaser: It began with a glance.
          A quiet recognition between two people who never really spoke.
          
          Himanshu didn’t know why he followed her.
          Maybe it was the way she moved—like she belonged to another world.
          Maybe it was the way she said she wasn’t allowed to watch films.
          Maybe it was the name of the director—the one carved into Himanshu’s heart long before he knew her name.
          
          She stepped into his world, just for an evening.
          Old movie reels, a flickering screen, a moment suspended in time.
          
          But then came the shouting.
          The door slammed.
          The nightmare returned.
          
          He tried to protect her.
          She stayed anyway.
          
          And in the stillness of her home, in the soft hush of two aching hearts,
          a kiss bloomed—unspoken, unexpected, unforgettable.

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Nivavya_writes

@DumbHuman_2010 enemies to lovers, my friend suggested me 
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DumbHuman_2010

How did you find my story?
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DumbHuman_2010

What is your favourite genre?
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