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Forever Hers
✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ A marriage of silence slowly turning into a story of love. He carried darkness within him. She carried light within her. What began as an arranged marriage slowly turned into a love neither of them saw coming. A love built not on grand confessions, but on silent understanding, unwavering loyalty, and countless unspoken sacrifices. They learned to read each other's eyes, understand each other's silences, and hear the words left unsaid. Two strangers became each other's home. But love alone cannot erase the shadows of the past. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, they must decide whether their bond is strong enough to survive the darkness surrounding them. Because some love stories are not written in flowers and promises. They are written in scars, protection, sacrifice, and a love so fierce that even the darkest storms cannot tear it apart. [TROPES] Touch-Her-And-Die Sunshine x Grumpy Silent Understanding Arrange marriage Age gap Only Weak for Her She fells first Slowburn romance ִֶָ☾. The whole story is Author's pov.
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[Chapters after 20 check in profile] ✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ The rain fell hard, turning everything into a gray blur. I stood on one side of the road, shivering from the cold, feeling both scared and excited by the storm. On the other side, I saw him. He signaled for me to stay still, so I waited, my breath shaky and my vision clouded by the downpour. In a minute, he was right there in front of me, holding an umbrella to shield me. I tried to step closer, but my foot landed right in a muddy puddle. My sandal slipped off, and my foot was covered in dirty water. "Wait," he whispered. He handed me the umbrella and stepped out into the rain. He didn't care that he was getting soaked. He dropped to his knees on the wet road right in front of me. I looked around, realizing people were staring at us, but he didn't care about the crowd. He pulled a bottle of water from his bag and gently washed the mud off my skin. His hands were cold and shaking from the chill, but his touch was so tender. He cleaned my sandal and carefully slipped it back onto my foot. As I looked down at him, a tear ran down my face, mixing with the rain. In that moment, I knew. That was my man. That was my husband. ________ At 20, Vanshika Singh was still navigating her life as a college student when she married Nirvaan Devraj, 29, was a hardworking man from a middle-class background who dedicated every waking hour to providing for and bringing joy to his family. Though theirs was a traditional arranged marriage fraught with challenges at every turn, they faced every obstacle hand-in-hand. Over time, they became each other's greatest strength and most vulnerable weakness their unwavering love became the most powerful force in their lives. [TROPES] Middle class family Arrange Marriage Family Drama She fells first (he fells hardest) Student × Employee Slow burn
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The Anchor of his Soul
✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ To the world, he was the ultimate prize the kind of man women whispered about and poets wrote of. But his heart had never been his own to give. Since the age of eighteen, his world had narrowed down to a single person. One look at her changed everything, turning a boy's crush into a man's obsession. She wasn't just the love of his life; she was the very reason he chose to keep living. ִֶָ☾. [TROPES] Teen Crush Slow Burn (very slow) Marriage of convenience Love at first sight Boxer × Dancer Updates on Friday and Sunday Earlier updates on stck.me
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The Anchor of his soul
✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ To the world, he was the ultimate prize the kind of man women whispered about and poets wrote of. But his heart had never been his own to give. Since the age of eighteen, his world had narrowed down to a single person. One look at her changed everything, turning a boy's crush into a man's obsession. She wasn't just the love of his life; she was the very reason he chose to keep living.
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