The days that followed that night were... a blur, to say the least. My body ached in places I didn't even know existed, a constant reminder of the sheer intensity of what had happened. Walking was a challenge the next day, each step a painful reminder. But Andrew... Andrew was there.
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โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* [ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐น : 2 ] She wakes up with a blank slate, with no memory of the life before. But something feels off. Haunted by fragmented dreams and a nagging sense of unease, she can't shake the feeling that she's missing something vital. He watches from the shadows, a brooding enigma with eyes that hold both warmth and a dangerous edge. He knows her secrets, the life she's forgotten, the enemies that still hunt her. He's her nemesis, or so she believes. But his vow to protect her, even from herself, is unbreakable. When a ghost from the past resurfaces, shattering her carefully constructed reality, will she remember the love they shared? Or will the truth destroy them both? No, nothing will occur. He will not tolerate anything that harms her or her memories. He will create new memories for her and will rekindle her affection. Money. Power and Love - he would use anything to get what he wants. After all, he's never learned to lose. "๐๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐. ๐๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ก ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐." โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐'๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:*
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: " Just leave me alone , abandon me like everyone else ! " she yelled and broke down . I want to console her and badly wanted to hug her , but I can't , I can't after what I had done 3 years ago . Iam the sole reason why she is in this stage . My heart pang seeing her like this . I wish I had a time machine so that I could go and reserve everything that I had done and the things that happened that day . I kneeled down in front of her , tears were flowing unknowingly from my eyes " How can someone abandon their love , Tridha ! " I whispered but deep down I know I was the one who abandon his love , his heartbeat from himself . I was the stupid one but now I will rectify all my mistake and win her back no matter what it cost me , but I WILL . ๐๐๐๐๐๐: - Bestfriends to Lovers - Broken Hearts - Slow Burn - Forced Marriage - Friendship Goals - Mystery ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:*
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 1 ] Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts produce the most tragic stories. Their treachery is told through their bleeding hearts: their unrequited love was never reciprocated. These stories only serve to devastate. Ruins have the ability to take lives, destroy people's hopes, and then bring comfort. In other people's ruin. But the question is, can you be happy and sane if your love forgets you for a night? Not at all, right? Ada Sharma is a courageous, fearless girl who has put up with her father's violence for years in order to protect someone she has never seen but believes is still alive. Vidyut Agarwal demonstrated vulnerability in real life. He believed that there is no such thing as love in this world, only lust. But she will make him reveal his feelings, proving him wrong. They've loathed each other for years, but destiny is pushing them to love and kiss in order to heal each other's scars. Either now, or never. But what if his hatred for her suddenly becomes his possession? Will she embrace him for who he is, or will something horrible happen to make her forget his existence? ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐จ๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ก. โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* ๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ฟ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐ "๐ข๐ต๐ผ! ๐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ" "๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ" โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:*
*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ Once a beacon of laughter, her 18th birthday unfurled a darkness that swallowed her light whole. The girl who knew no guile became a veiled threat, a sweet poison capable of lethal grace. Unseen identities flickered beneath her charming facade, never betraying the danger that lurked within. She was a doll, exquisitely crafted for destruction, her strings pulled by a phantom hand. Then he came, a sun-drenched meadow, a vibrant forest. Her mission demanded she entwine herself with his life, a cruel deception she executed with chilling success, leaving his heart a smoldering ruin. The blame rained down โ from her family, from the world, and most brutally, from within. On the precipice of oblivion, he became her unexpected anchor. But the puppet master's game wasn't over. He was snatched, a pawn in a twisted plot that finally shattered her carefully constructed reality. The truth ignited the inferno within her โ she was a victim, blackmailed for sins that weren't hers. The hot temper that always simmered beneath the surface finally boiled over. The strings were severed, the roles reversed. Now, she holds the reins, and the manipulator will learn what it truly means to be a puppet in the hands of a woman forged in fire and reborn in vengeance. Her sweetness now carries the sharp tang of iron, her beauty the chilling gleam of power. The game has changed, and the hunter has become the prey. "๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ" *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐๐บ๐ฝ๐ & ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ป๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ "๐๐ฎ๐ป ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ" ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ "๐ง๐ผ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ถ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฒ" ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ
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