What if your love doesn't trust you? Your identity would be snatched by your best friend whom you trusted the most. The fragrance of love you wanted to share with your love would consider you as the poisonous air? Yeah, Abigail is living that life. The orphan girl who loves to write in her leisure time to forget her loneliness with a different pen name. The book makes her love the successful businessman of the year. The fragrance of love she always wanted to enjoy with Michael will think that Abigail wants his money and fame without knowing that the Tuberose, he is yearning for none but Abigail. Ema the betrayer will snatch the Tuberose identity of Abigail by being with William. Will William be succeeded to create the drift between the Tuberose and flower vase or can say, Abigail and Michael? Can Ema snatch the love of her best friend by living the fake identity of Abigail? Will Abigail get the place at Michael's flower vase or before that Abigail will be formed as a fallen flower? And will Michael accept the fallen flower? Let's live the life of Tuberose.
View MoreSometimes without knowing a face, without knowing countenance.
Like the evening star with the moon, we fall in love with someone,
That someone unknowingly becomes the owner of the heart.
The heart unintentionally becomes the slave in love.
But what if that slave is unable to recognize its owner?
Whom he wanted to worship, now only treating her like garbage.
The heart made every feature of her in the imagination.
Now successfully failed to identify, though seeing the visage.
After continuously hurting his love, he breaks her from the core.
She cannot smile forcefully, and now can't even dare to dream.
She never thought her love would make her life sore.
Now she doesn't want to survive to be decorated with esteem.
Realization of all injustice is bringing the hope to get back love.
But there is no courage to face her, who faces all the inequity.
How to lessen all the pain of indomitable torture on turtledove.
Will decorate this flower vase only with your love of integrity.
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Future Glimpse
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"You bloody gold digger. I know, for getting money and position you lied that you are Tuberose. Yeah, you trapped my dad to marry me. But remember the name you are using for her. I am in this position and no one can take her place in my life." Michael is yelling at Abigail.
"But I am Tuberose. Trust me." Abigail is trying to explain.
"Where is the proof? Where is your book's softcopy? To submit your book, why would Ema come? Every single proof shows that Ema is Tuberose. So, how much do you try to manipulate me? I won't be a fool. I know William sent you here to destroy me again. But this time he won't be successful. I won't let him. For Dad, listen to me clearly. Only for Dad, I am keeping you to myself. Otherwise, I would have thrown you out earlier." Michael is huffing in anger.
"Mr. Pattinson. You might have so much money and everything. But I am not a gold digger. And about giving proof. Now, I don't care what you think about me or whatnot. And you also listen to me clearly. I am also with you only for Dad. I won't use a penny of yours. I have enough money to survive. I earn by myself. I can be an orphan. But I have my self-respect.
You stay with your so-called fake Tuberose. Congrats on that. And about William. I don't know him personally. I met with him when I was with you. Whether you trust me or not I don't care. Go to hell, Mr. Pattinson." Abigail throws the Pendrive and papers to Michael's face and leaves... Michael smirks and concentrates on his work like he doesn't care.....
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"Am I dreaming or it's reality?" Abigail is asking Michael.
"It's reality. You are my wife. I don't know when or how I started to feel for you. I know I never admitted to you that but I love you. Let me make you mine. Let's be one. Please, my wife." Michael is asking permission by expressing his feelings.
Abigail still can't believe that Michael is in love with her. The eyes always showed hatred, negligence, and distrust. Today Abigail is only seeing love in those eyes. How can she deny him? She always dreamed of being decorated in Micahel's flower vase. Finally, he accepted her.
"May I?" Michael is asking cupping Abigail's face into his palms.
"Yes. Of course." Abigail's eyes are shining with tears of happiness.
Michael drops kisses on her eyes of Abigail. She accepts the love obediently. The love she always dreamed of by not closing her eyes whilst opening her eyes. Michael is loving her in every way she dreamt about it. She is submitting herself to her love...
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"You are the reason for whom I am an orphan. For your silliness, I lost my parents damn it. And till now I am the one who was dreaming to be decorated in your life." Disappointment is killing Abigail.
"Trust me. That was unintentional. How that happened I don't know. I also lost my mom in that incident." Michael is trying to explain.
"Yeah maybe that is just an incident to you but to me, that snatched everything of mine. Now, you won't get my forgiveness as you snatched my parents from me." Abigail is upset by her heart.
"We can talk by sitting, right? That wasn't in my hand. Do you think I would let my mom die?" Michael is worried and afraid now.
"How can I marry the murderer of my parents? How can I?" Abigail is regretting it now. Michael tried to get closer.
"Don't you dare? Just stay away." Abigail takes a step back and shouts with her full strength. The wound of losing her parents is emitting blood again. And the person who didn't let her have a peaceful sleep now is in her dream. That guilt towards her parents is killing her. She sits on the ground like she is not getting enough strength to stand anymore. Michael's eyes also release tears but he has not had enough courage to pacify Abigail. He can feel her. He also lost his mom. But now how will he manage Abigail? How?...
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"You are pregnant!!! How? It can't be my child. So, you are playing this dirty game with me! At least I didn't think you were this type of girl. For you, Tuberose also left me. I will bring her back but you get out of my life. Right now." Michael yells at Abigail.
"This is your child. Our child. But today you also cross all the limits. When you can question my character, I have nothing to explain. You go to hell. I am going. But Mr. Pattinson, If someday you come to know all the truth. Please don't come to me with this face. I won't be able to forgive you. Bye forever." Abigail left......
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********Let's enter into the world of TUBEROSE********
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Abigail's POV -"Why did your husband try to put my wife behind bars? How could I stay passive?" William's voice clashes with mine, both of us brimming with anger."Now you can understand, can't you? Your wife attempted to murder his wife. Wouldn't he seek justice? I let that go, so you shouldn't attempt to harm my husband," I retort, my eyes blazing with fury."What is happening here?" Ema, that cheating friend of mine, suddenly appears out of nowhere."Your husband tried to harm my husband. I swear, Ema, if you don't keep your husband under control, you might end up a widow, and no one can stop me," I seethe, my words dripping with resentment and disdain."Mind your tongue, Abi," she snaps, but I cut her off, a storm of emotions fueling my rage. "Abigail Pattinson. Address me by Abigail. You've lost the right to call me Abi. Besides, I would love to slap you harder, but if I did, it would be considered animal abuse, and I don't want to stoop to that level," I declare, my gun still po
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