For every girl who silently battles her own body and learns to love herself again.
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๐ก๐พ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ก๐ช๐ณ๐ฟ๐ช๐ท๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ง ๐ก๐พ๐ญ๐ป๐ช ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ป๐ช ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ถ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฝ ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ท๐ญ'๐ผ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ผ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป. ๐ ๐ช๐ถ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ญ๐๐ฐ๐พ๐ช๐ป๐ญ ๐ผ๐๐ธ๐ป๐ท ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐น๐ป๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฝ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ซ๐ป๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป-๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ. We are worlds apart. She grew up surrounded by love, wrapped in the warmth of a joint family. I grew up alone, left to fight battles life threw at me. We don't make sense together. I have nothing to offer her-no grand promises, no dreams worth sharing. Yet, she managed to steal something I didn't know I could give-my heart. I built walls around myself, hard as stone, to keep her out. But she doesn't break them; she slips through the cracks I didn't know existed. She's healing wounds she didn't cause, mending a soul I thought was beyond repair. ๐๐ท๐ญ ๐ท๐ธ๐, ๐ช๐ผ ๐ถ๐พ๐ฌ๐ฑ ๐ช๐ผ ๐ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ต๐ญ ๐น๐พ๐ผ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ช๐๐ช๐, ๐ช๐ต๐ต ๐ ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฝ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ต๐ญ ๐ธ๐ท.
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ First loves. First heartbreaks. And the one chance to make things right. Amaira Singhania and Rohan Shekhawat were once each other's whole world-inseparable, unstoppable, and hopelessly in love. But a cruel twist of fate tore them apart, leaving behind silence and heartbreak. Years later, Rohan returns-no longer the carefree boy she once knew, but a man burdened with regrets. Amaira, guarded by scars she never let heal, isn't ready to forgive... or forget. As destiny brings them face-to-face, old feelings resurface, tangled in pain and hope. Can Rohan prove that this time, he's here to be hers? Or will the past repeat itself, tearing them apart for good? Because some stories aren't over-they're just waiting for a second beginning.
Abhimanyu Singh Rajvanshi - a name that echoed power and success. Standing tall as the king of Indragarh, Abhimanyu was known for his ruthless demeanor towards the outer world. But behind his tough exterior, he was a sweetheart to his family and loved ones. Despite being born with a silver spoon, Abhimanyu worked tirelessly day and night to create his empire. People considered his work to be his first love, but little did they know that someone was ruling the heart of the king. Aisha Rajput - a name that exuded beauty, allure, and charm. She was the apple of her family's eye, being loved and pampered by all. An independent girl, Aisha worked hard just to see the pride in her father's eyes. With a mesmerizing smile, she enchanted everyone who crossed her path, but behind that smile, she was hiding an ocean of sorrow. Abhimanyu had loved Aisha since the moment he laid eyes on her, but she had been broken in love before. He wondered if he could have his happily ever after with his first love, and if she would be able to love him the way he did. The question remained: where would destiny take their story?
This is not a fairytale. It doesn't sparkle. It bleeds. It bleeds truth we were told to silence. It bleeds the justice that never came. It bleeds a love born not of flowers, but of fire, battles, bruises-and the kind of loyalty that doesn't flinch when the world does. Guilty, But His Wife is more than a story. It's a mirror. To every woman taught to bear pain quietly. To a system that still debates if marital rape is even real. This is a story of a schoolteacher turned prisoner. A sister who loved so hard, she burned the world for her own. And of a man-Ranveer Choudhury-who saw past a signed confession, and into the silence that screamed. He was her government lawyer. He became her question. And maybe, her answer. It's not a clichรฉ romance. It's built in shadows. Fueled by mutual respect, courtroom tension, and unsaid glances. It's trauma, rage, healing-and two souls trying to make space inside each other's storms. There will be chapters that break you. Lines that ignite you. Moments that stay long after you close the app. This story won't protect you from the pain. But it will sit with you inside it. If you're here for fluff, this isn't it. But if you're here for a slow-burn built on unspoken care and quiet fury- Welcome. This story will ruin you. And maybe-if you let it-heal you too. Trigger Warning: This book includes trauma, marital rape, PTSD, emotional distress, and systemic injustice. Reader discretion advised.
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