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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?
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.
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