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Chapter 12 Part 1

  • 25 Feb, 2025

Hey its my birthday ๐Ÿฅฐโค๏ธ, hope you will like this chapter.

Shourya could feel her gaze burning into his back as he adjusted his shirt buttons, the weight of her silence pressing against him. He knew that look, knew the way she pouted when she wanted somethingโ€”him, in this case it's too late to fulfill her wish. And damn if she didnโ€™t make it impossibleย  for him to leave.

With a sigh, he turned around, his sharp eyes softening as they landed on her. Sitting on their bed, wrapped in nothing but his shirtโ€”his shirtโ€”draped over her delicate frame, the fabric far too big, the sleeves hanging loose past her wrists. The collar had slipped slightly, exposing the smooth line of her shoulder. Messy hair framed her face, her lips pushed out in a perfect pout, and her large, expectant eyes locked onto him with a mix of sadness and stubbornness.

Damn it.

Shourya exhaled through his nose, fastening his watch before closing the distance between them. The mattress dipped under his weight as he sat beside her, his fingers immediately reaching out to cup her soft face.

Her lips pushed out in a perfect little frown. She was looking at him like he was personally ruining her entire day just by leaving. His thumb brush over her pout.

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And after our marriage, you mourned her every single day. Finally, when you started to move on, I didnโ€™t want to burden you with my feelingsโ€”" "Oh, donโ€™t play innocent!" he roared, his voice echoing off the walls. "I canโ€™t believe I almost fell for you. You almost succeeded. If Mahira hadnโ€™t come back and revealed everything, I wouldโ€™ve been completely fooled!" His words crushed whatever small hope I had left. My voice barely rose above a whisper. "You donโ€™t trust me, do you?" He turned away, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might crack. His silence said more than any words ever could. My lips curled into a sad, bitter smile as tears slipped down my cheeks. "Do you want to know the biggest regret of my life?" I asked, my voice laced with pain. He didnโ€™t respond, but I could see his shoulders tense. "Falling in love with someone like you," I whispered, the words cutting me as deeply as they would him. "You donโ€™t deserve love or friendship. 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" ๐ป๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š. ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘กโ„Žโ€”๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ , ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข. 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Vritika " ๐ป๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ, โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’. ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค, ๐ผ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’, โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž. " - Atharv " ๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’, ๐ผ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘. ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ง๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐ผ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ. " - Atharv " ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘ , ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ก ๐ผ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ. ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ค, ๐ผโ€™๐‘‘ ๐‘”๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ. " โ‹†โ‹†โ‹†โ‹†โ‹†๐™šโ‹†๏ฝกโ‹†๐™šโ‹†๏ฝกโ‹†๐™šโ‹†โ‹†โ‹†โ‹†โ‹†

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    Chapter 14 Part 1

    Jhavniโ€™s POV

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  • ห™โ‹†โœฎ ๐—ก๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ-๐—ฒ-๐— ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜ - ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ โœฎโ‹†ห™ห™โ‹†โœฎ ๐—ก๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ-๐—ฒ-๐— ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜ - ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ โœฎโ‹†ห™

    ห™โ‹†โœฎ ๐—ก๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ-๐—ฒ-๐— ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜ - ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ โœฎโ‹†ห™

    She is the beloved princess of her family, always brightening their lives with her stubborn charm. She had always loved and respect her elder cousin, who is a serious and respected figure in their family . When their families arrange their marriage, it was a dream comes true situation for her, but he unexpectedly rejects Noor, calling her too immature for him to handle, leaving her heartbroken. But as she moves on, he started to realize what heโ€™s lost. Can he win back the woman he once turned away? Can he win back the woman he let slip away? Or has he lost her forever? Will add the aesthetics later... เผบ Noor Malik เผป Noor Malik is a stubborn and clumsy young woman whose heart is as warm and innocent as her personality . Known for her tenacity and mischievous character. "๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’†, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’˜๐’-๐’–๐’‘ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’Ž๐’†." โ€ข---ยป Rehan Ali ยซ---โ€ข Rehan Ali is a serious and responsible individual who often comes off as aloof due to his pride and commitment to his family and career. " ๐‘ฐ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’๐’ ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’–๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‚๐’…๐’Ž๐’Š๐’• ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’†๐’“, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐‘ฐโ€™๐’๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’•." Discover the journey of love, redemption, and the light that Noor brings into Rehanโ€™s life. Will their hearts find their way back to each other? Will Rehan realize his mistake before itโ€™s too late? Can Noor forgive the man who shattered her heart? โ‹†ห–โบโ€งโ‚Šโ˜ฝโ—ฏโ˜พโ‚Šโ€งโบห–โ‹† Will write a muslim story for the first time... Please forgive if I do any mistakes.

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  • Dilraah (เคฆเคฟเคฒเคฐเคพเคน)Dilraah (เคฆเคฟเคฒเคฐเคพเคน)

    Dilraah (เคฆเคฟเคฒเคฐเคพเคน)

    "๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ... ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ - ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ." He was the voice the world worshipped. She was the silence his soul needed. Ruhan Kundra - the nation's heartbeat, India's most celebrated rockstar. A man whose voice carried not just lyrics, but layers of grief, passion, and a past he never sang about. Divya Shergill - a music therapist with a smile that spoke in symphonies, and a heart full of verses. A woman who believed music could heal anything - even him. They met when they both were broken. They healed each other in ways words never could. They loved like a melody that didn't want to end. But not all melodies are meant to last forever. One day, the dream shattered - leaving behind unanswered questions, countless unwritten answers, and verses inked in pain. For the boy who once only dreamed of being the best... And the girl who not only believed he already was - but gave everything she had to bring out the brilliance in him. This is not just a love story. It's a story of healing, of memories lost and found, of music that lives in the veins long after silence has taken over. Of wounds that sing... and silences that scream. Of second chances in a world that rarely gives them. 'Dilraah' is not just a story. It's a feeling. A melody. A heartbreak you'll carry... and a hope you'll hold on to. It will make you believe in love. It will break your heart. And then, like the most beautiful melodyโ€ฆ It will put it back together again. Because some songs never really end. They just wait for the right verse to begin again.

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    Chapter 13 Part 3

    A few days had passed since the truth unfolded between them and let love pour in like rain on parched soil.

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    Chapter 13 Part 2

    Sorry for being late, I was not well also due to some personal issues I couldn't write the chapter and edit it earlier.

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    Chapter 13 Part 1

    Jhavni's pov,

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    Chapter 12 Part 3

    Shourya's pov,

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    Chapter 12 Part 2

    Before starting I want to tell you guys that I am writing a new story with another author friend of mine by account id in which we are writing is - @midnightwisphers.

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    Chapter 11 Part 2

    The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the bedroom.

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    Chapter 11 ( Part 1 )

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    Chapter 10 Part 3

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    Chapter 10 Part 2

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