She stopped believing in love. He never believed he deserved it. But destiny had other plans-and they began with a wedding neither of them asked for. Mira Deshpande bakes poetry into pastries and hides quiet grief behind frosting and flour. After a love that shattered more than just trust, she's done waiting for a fairytale. So when her parents arrange her marriage, she doesn't fight it but she doesn't expect anything from it either. "๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ช๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ง๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด." Ashvik Suri is a man of paper cuts and practiced silences. On the surface, he's the reserved owner of a quiet bookstore. But behind the shadows and stacks of forgotten novels, he carries a secret-he's A. Reyaan Vale, the anonymous literary sensation who writes about the very love he refuses to claim for himself. "๐๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ-๐บ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ." Two strangers, and a bond neither planned to cherish. But in the soft hush of shared spaces-between Mira's chalkboard quotes and Ashvik's midnight scribbles-a new story begins to write itself. Gentle, aching, real. Until a secret identity and a broken past threaten to turn their fragile beginning into another ending. ๐๐ง ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ?
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