You Are the Love [आप मोहब्बत है]
chapter 125
I walked towards my house, my steps slower than usual, my hands ice-cold despite the warm evening air
With each step, my heartbeat quickened, fear creeping into my veins. Maa’s words from the call echoed in my mind “Tere papa baat karenge” (Your father will talk to you)
The streets that once felt familiar now seemed distant, as if I was walking towards a battlefield instead of my home. A lump formed in my throat as I stopped in front of the large wooden door. My home. Or was it a prison
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Her_grace
Well toxic relatives feeding ears of parents
2025-03-07
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