I was going through the land records of the kingdom when a sharp knock echoed on the door. I placed the records carefully on the table before walking over to open the door.
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Vivaan Sharma has everything a rising corporate career, a smile polished enough to fool a mirror and a life so put together that even his plants believe he's stable. But perfection is expensive. And Vivaan's been paying in silence. His mother wants him married. His colleagues think he's fine. His world thinks men don't break. Yet every night, when the city sleeps, he revisits a memory he never asked for one moment that rewrote his life, stole his laughter, and taught him that sometimes the loudest "NO" is the one no one hears. And then there’s Soumya Sen; the one person who sees the cracks behind his perfect smile. A woman soft enough to reach the places he’s buried, strong enough to believe him when no one else will. The only one capable of touching the wounds he hides. The only one who might teach him that healing is not weakness but courage.
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