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𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐𝒉 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒎 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐𝒉 𝒂𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒎 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒉 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆-𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒎 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬; 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬. "They don't trust easily," she murmured, watching both of them. He glanced at her briefly, his voice quiet. "Neither do I." It wasn't a moment, not really. Just a fleeting exchange between two people who understood silence better than words. But later, much later, she would realize-that was the first time she saw him. And the first time he saw her. Rithvik Mehta was once a brilliant veterinary doctor - until the weight of one irreversible mistake shattered his belief in himself. Haunted by a past he refuses to confront, he walked away from the profession he once loved, choosing isolation over the pain of facing his failures. Sanvi Verma carries her own wounds, tucked away beneath quiet smiles and unspoken words. The only constant in her life is the little dog that once belonged to the love she lost - a pet that,like her stopped trusting strangers , stopped chasing joy. When fate brings Sanvi and Rithvik together at an old animal shelter,neither of them is looking for love.
#2 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝙆𝙝𝙪𝙙 𝙠𝙤 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙟𝙝𝙩𝙞 𝙝 , 𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙩𝙞 𝙝 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚 𝙢 𝙣𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙖𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙚𝙠 𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙠𝙞 𝙝 ........ He is smart. She is intelligent. He loves to scare people. She is the boldest. He tries to insult her. She knows how to talk back. "Aur yeh kaun si nayi drama queen hai?" "The girl you just spilled coffee all over."He blinked, finally noticing the giant coffee stain on her white kurti. Oops. He bit back a laugh. "Arre yaar, it's just coffee. Relax. I'm sure you've got a washing machine at home. "Haan, aur mere paas tumhe tapakane se rokne ka patience bhi hai. She said . "Careful, fresher. Tumhe shayad pata nahi main kaun hoon."He Warned her. She crossed her arms, her lips curling into a smirk. ******************* "Move." "Excuse me? Did you just-" "I said, *move*." "Oh, I'm sorry, *your highness*, but last I checked, yeh footpath tumhare naam pe nahi hai." "Footpath? Yeh mera shortcut hai. And you're standing right in the way." "Shortcut? Tumhare ego ka bhi shortcut hai kya, jo har baat pe itna inflated hai?" "Wow, full attitude, huh? Freshers aaj kal kaafi daring ho gaye hain." "Attitude nahi, confidence. Tumhare jaise logon ko samajh aane mein thoda waqt lagta hai." "Haan? Aur tumhe samajhne mein kitna time lagega ki main yahan ka-" "*King*? Oh please, get in line. Tumhare jaise 'kings' ko main roz handle karti hoon." "Handle? Tum mereko *handle* karogi?" "Haan, ek baar tu hatega, toh dekh lena kaise karte hain. But for now, you're blocking my way." "You really think you can just-" "I don't think. I *know*. Ab side ho, ya tumhari ego ke saath main tumhe bhi utha ke hata doon?" ".......Are you serious?" "Dead serious " "Tumhari akal agar thikane nhi lagayi na toh mera naam bhi................nhi 🔥
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