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Chapter 31

🎀RISHIRAJ🎀

Aayat lay asleep in my arms, her breathing soft, slow, delicate like the rhythm of falling rain on marble. Her body curled instinctively into mine, bare skin brushing against my chest. I pulled her closer, my arms wrapping tightly around her, like I could shield her from every storm, even the ones I didn’t yet understand.

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AIRA

Hi ! I am obsessed with fictional men and hope to make you obsessed with them too (written by me).........❤️