My Mister Gynac
๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง. "๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ?" In a world where love stories begin at parties or libraries, Shivangi's began in a clinic. She was a writer, creating perfect characters with perfect endings. He was a doctor, trained to fix everything-except maybe what his own heart refused to admit. They didn't fall in love at first sight. They stumbled. Through pain. Through vulnerability. Through check-ups and awkward silences. This is their story. ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ. ๐๐จ๐๐ญ. ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐. ๐๐๐๐ฅ.
