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Adhyayan, who was admiring his wife hugged her from behind and whispered, “I love you, my Precious wifey. We will form a beautiful rainbow of our lovely emotions as we will grow together.” Anvesha turned to him with passion in her eyes and smiled as she confessed, “I love you too, my adorable husband. We will definitely enjoy every moment of our life together.” Adhyayan smiled as he whispered, “You know, I always fantasized of kissing my wife high up in the air”, and slammed his bow-shaped lips onto her rose-petal like ones. The romantic kiss thousands of meters above the ground promised togetherness and undying love of Adhyayan and Anvesha for each other.

He looked down at the woman like she were the sun that crossed the horizon, painting his world with color. For some reason, I felt like I could relate to that. Violet’s blush worsened, and I realized why when she flipped the book over, hiding the cover. “It’s a…love story. The couple on the front are from families that hate each other.” She was so bashful, fidgeting with her hair as she spoke, that I had to know more. Not wanting to overwhelm her further, I opted for the armchair instead of her bed. “Read it to me.”

The last time I came here, I left in tears. She was smiling. Her smiles used to make me happy but not anymore. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked. "Do you remember the memories we made in this library?" She asked instead, totally discarding my question. "Ade we are betrothed in case you have forgotten. Yes I know I cheated on you but it was not totally my fault." She frowned. "What exactly do you mean by that? I loved you so much, Sarah. I loved you even when I shouldn't have."

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

And now, with Elliot and Brianna embarking on their own love story, I couldn't help but feel a surge of hope for the future. Leaning closer to Roman, I pressed my lips against his cheek, relishing the familiar warmth and tenderness of his touch. Our love story had been written with intertwining threads, interwoven with the lives and loves of those around us. It was a testament to the extraordinary power of love—a power that extended beyond boundaries and limitations. As the night continued to unfold, filled with laughter, shared stories, and heartfelt connections, we celebrated the beauty of love in all its forms. We reveled in the magic of newfound love, the gentle dance of two souls findin

Each entry held a piece of the story, a glimpse into the forbidden love affair that had haunted our family for generations. The journal chronicled the tale of two souls bound by love, torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. It spoke of their unyielding devotion, their sacrifices, and the insurmountable obstacles they faced in their pursuit of happiness. As the story unfolded, we realized that their love had not only defied societal norms but also ignited the fury of those who sought to keep their union hidden.

Hello! I am absolutely humbled and astounded that my little work in progress has had nearly 200 views, at the time of writing this chapter. Things have been crazy in my life, and I will resume writing more of this story in the near future. I would like to take the time to share a little bit about the inspiration for this story. As a trans woman myself, I find that there's so much that has to be said and explored about the relationships of trans folxs and their previous ex's -- so this book serves to explore a little bit more about that dynamic.

“Well, it’s still a working progress, it’s a rough draft. But I want you to be the first person to read it,” I flipped through the pages and I saw glimpses of our story written from her perspective. There were even pictures and sketches. And on the very last page, the ending didn’t say ‘you, me, and never us’ but it said, ‘you, me, and always us’. “Wow… this is… so cool!” I couldn’t believe she wrote our entire love story out in a book. And I got to read it through her eyes. This was freaking amazing.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

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