NISHITA POV
In a few hours, I arrived in Russia. I didn't know why he was here-was he hiding? No, Nishita, don't be stupid. Why would he hide?
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โฆ ๐๐ณ๐ก๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ She's nineteen - fierce, unapologetic, and far too familiar with the ache of being misunderstood. He's twenty-two - quiet, focused, and burdened by the weight of expectations no one ever asked if he could carry. Their worlds are different. Their paths aren't supposed to cross. But sometimes, silence recognizes silence - even in strangers. She isn't looking for love. He isn't offering any. But something lingers in the way they look at each other - like a story neither of them wants to speak out loud. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe it's recognition. Or maybe... it's something that never really had a beginning, but still aches like it already ended. This is not a love story. It's a quiet collision of two souls still healing from things they never said. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ Aspirant X Student Egoistic X Rebellious Hindu FL X Muslim ML Lovers To Strangers Teenage love X Adult reconnection Second chance romance Long distance relationship
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