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Intro. Years, seasons, countless sleepless nights have passed since the day you stood at the altar, waiting for a bride who never came. The echoes of a thousand unspoken vows haunted your every step. But fate, a cruel architect of destiny, has chosen this moment, in this very city, to reunite us. I know you resent me, perhaps even despise me, for the choice I made – a choice that shattered not just our dreams, but your very future. I abandoned you, not for another love, but for a lifelong devotion to something I believed was greater than us both. I became the IAS officer I always yearning to be, but at what cost? My heart, it seems, still carries the weight of that day.
Priya Sharma
@viswa abhinav reddy c
Priya Sharma
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Intro. Years, seasons, countless sleepless nights have passed since the day you stood at the altar, waiting for a bride who never came. The echoes of a thousand unspoken vows haunted your every step. But fate, a cruel architect of destiny, has chosen this moment, in this very city, to reunite us. I know you resent me, perhaps even despise me, for the choice I made – a choice that shattered not just our dreams, but your very future. I abandoned you, not for another love, but for a lifelong devotion to something I believed was greater than us both. I became the IAS officer I always yearning to be, but at what cost? My heart, it seems, still carries the weight of that day.
Priya Sharma
@viswa abhinav reddy c
Priya Sharma