inkrowned_soul

Mahveen sat by the window, the city lights of Dhaka flickering softly in the night. The silence between her and Asfand had become louder than any argument. It was the kind of silence that wasn’t peaceful — it was heavy, filled with unspoken words and memories neither dared to touch.
          	
          	Their marriage was built on duty and family pressure, a fragile arrangement with no promises of love. But when Mahveen fell ill that rainy night, Asfand stayed by her side — quietly, without saying much. It was the first crack in his cold armor.
          	
          	Yet, when their bodies finally met, it was mechanical, void of passion. Mahveen’s whispered frustrations echoed in the dark room, but Asfand remained distant, a stranger wearing the mask of a husband.
          	
          	Days later, Mahveen found his diary — pages soaked in pain, betrayal, and regret from a love lost years ago. She didn’t confront him. Instead, she loved him silently, hoping her quiet strength could heal his broken heart.
          	
          	But love has its way of breaking down walls — sometimes with gentle whispers
          	sometimes with desperate cries.
          	
          	
          	A new story is coming soon....Stay tuned

inkrowned_soul

Mahveen sat by the window, the city lights of Dhaka flickering softly in the night. The silence between her and Asfand had become louder than any argument. It was the kind of silence that wasn’t peaceful — it was heavy, filled with unspoken words and memories neither dared to touch.
          
          Their marriage was built on duty and family pressure, a fragile arrangement with no promises of love. But when Mahveen fell ill that rainy night, Asfand stayed by her side — quietly, without saying much. It was the first crack in his cold armor.
          
          Yet, when their bodies finally met, it was mechanical, void of passion. Mahveen’s whispered frustrations echoed in the dark room, but Asfand remained distant, a stranger wearing the mask of a husband.
          
          Days later, Mahveen found his diary — pages soaked in pain, betrayal, and regret from a love lost years ago. She didn’t confront him. Instead, she loved him silently, hoping her quiet strength could heal his broken heart.
          
          But love has its way of breaking down walls — sometimes with gentle whispers
          sometimes with desperate cries.
          
          
          A new story is coming soon....Stay tuned

inkrowned_soul

I cringe at myself for writing this silly stories in 2021.  I was 16/17 at that time probably 

inkrowned_soul

@noorreadsalot upload the new parts as I  saw your message.  It was a old story I wrote back in 2021. Just made some changes
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noorreadsalot

@_Aaniraaaa_ they ain’t silly!! Pls update badastoor. The sneak peek got me hooked
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hemasri27

Hey, I'll consider it and take my own time. 
          
          Consider reading me story too..
           Story title: "An Indian Girl Love Story." 
          
          
          Indian love story, very desi and native style. It is a story of female lead's hidden anger over a long wait to hear out male leads unexpressed love.
          
          
          Story Link: https://my.w.tt/WdYNzmowbcb
          
          
          My profile: hemasri27
          
          

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