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✿ shudh desi romance ✿ Love was strange, a little scary and too tempting to not look forward to experiencing the depths of it being aware of the ups and downs as well as how warm and cold it could be at the same time. After all, pain and pleasure had always been the coexistent pair who never really left the other's side even if one has to be dominated for a lifetime. For being the most patient and observant man, Agastya's eyes always remained stuck and unmoved when she was the visionary delight. While to his deception, the woman who'd been avoiding being the center of attention all her life now loved lingering around in the same vicinity, just to feel the giddiness in her heart that his undivided attention brought. Where the human hand is artistic, theirs helped people live while holding each other's hand and walking through the roads of old school romance in the midst of their chaotic lives. Where Agastya wrote some lines of affection for her, Daksha sang the tales of love for him. ✿ Old school romance ✿ • The story is set in early 2010s • Dedicated to all the millennials out there! • Arranged marriage trope of two young doctors. • Hope you have a great time reading their story. ♡
"I don't trust your words. Your words are treacherous and pretentious." She glared. "I'll let my actions do the talking then." He smiled. She wanted butterflies in the stomach. He wanted a companion who'd calm his mind. She wanted to be someone special. He wanted someone he desired. [Find more in the prelude.] [PS: Pictures used in the book have been taken from internet browser and belong to their respective copyright owners.]
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