ArHi : |{OS: Rain Fantasies}| Part 2 page 12 - Page 10

okay so we live in hope that she does remember everything once again and they can be together
so sad na seeing him like this
maybe another can bring them both back together again
well i sure hope so
that was amazing and so heart wrenching if you think about it
cheers for pm

awe poor arnav, hope kushi gets her memories back soon

beautifully written thanks for the pm

THIS IS JUST AMAZING! I LOVED EVERY SINGLE DETAILS OF IT.. THE RAIN, THE FEEL, THE ECHOING OF VOICES IN HER HEAD.. MY GOD, THEY WERE MAKING ME GO THROUGH THEM LITERALLY! KEEP GOIGN..

Faiza, I was eagerly looking forward to the next part! Am so happy you continued it!!! 😃

Ok for starters, you thanked me?😳 Aww, how sweet you are!!! 🤗🤗You know that one should always encourage talented people, right?😉 And I am glad our talk did give you some kind of boost to write!!! 😛

Khushi's state was so heart-wrenching!😭 Just trying to imagine someone who has just learnt that she is loved so deeply by someone she does not remember and trying hard to reminisce past memories! You've so beautifully written her turmoil and the glimpses she had of her and Arnav in the rain!!!

Coming to Arnav, I just felt like crying! He has suffered so much and finally he is letting his tears out!!! Loved the way he cried his heart out in front of Garima who showered him with a motherly affection!!!

And last but not the least, I loved the fact he was confident to win the war, even if he had lost a battle!!!😳

Hmm Faiza, do you have any plans of continuing it?😛 Because I would love it, but of course, the decision lies in your hands! But I would love it! You decide well because I would love a next part!!!😆 Okay, I think you got the message that I would love you to continue it!!!🤣

U hav 2 continue. Arnie still has a hope . N we r waiting for a miracle. Pls update ASAP

Ah! Faiza you finally posted it. pfftt i told u no need to thank me its the least i can do for a friend. And you already know how much i love the story, and your writing. Love ya loads