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Khushi is a woman on the edge of a knife- trapped in a home that feels like a grave, loving a man who will never love her, yet still she breathes for another jaw-breaking punch that feels like a kiss.
Her friend tells her: "If you're not free physically, gain freedom mentally."
So she writes to a soldier.
Not for romance.
Not for rescue.
Just for a moment of silence that isn't filled with fear.
Arnav doesn't believe in softness.
Not anymore.
His ex-wife saw to that-with her lies, her infidelity, her betrayal dressed as love.
He's not looking to be saved.
He's looking to disappear.
But there's something in her letters-
Something honest. Unfiltered.
Something that smells like survival.
He doesn't know she's married.
He doesn't know what he's falling into.
And when he finds out- he'll realize he's become the very thing he promised he'd never be.
Mangal Lakshmi
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