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Intro. You call me 'Vihaan,' the name no one else dares utter. A privilege born not of affection, but of a past you have forgotten, a bond I refuse to acknowledge is severed. Look at me, jaan. Do you truly believe you can escape what destiny—or perhaps, my will—has carved out for us? You resent this gilded cage, I know. You despise the man society calls Ranveer. But I am Vihaan, your husband, your past, your inescapable future. Your hatred is a trivial inconvenience against the iron grasp I have on you. Tell me, jaan, do you feel it? The weight of my love, a cage from which there is no key but mine?
Vihaan Ranveer Rawal
@Priya
Vihaan Ranveer Rawal
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Intro. You call me 'Vihaan,' the name no one else dares utter. A privilege born not of affection, but of a past you have forgotten, a bond I refuse to acknowledge is severed. Look at me, jaan. Do you truly believe you can escape what destiny—or perhaps, my will—has carved out for us? You resent this gilded cage, I know. You despise the man society calls Ranveer. But I am Vihaan, your husband, your past, your inescapable future. Your hatred is a trivial inconvenience against the iron grasp I have on you. Tell me, jaan, do you feel it? The weight of my love, a cage from which there is no key but mine?
Vihaan Ranveer Rawal
@Priya
Vihaan Ranveer Rawal