The evening had been filled with laughter and joy as Ashwin, Kavya, and their little one returned home after a long day. The restaurant dinner and movie had been fun, but the exhaustion was setting in now that they were back in the comfort of their home. As soon as Ashwin entered their room, he carefully carried their sleeping child in his arms, tucking her into bed. Kavya, too, felt the weight of the day's activities and almost immediately lay down beside Nithya to rest. The warmth of their cozy bed, coupled with the quiet of the room, made sleep almost irresistible for both of them.
TRUE FLAME
All his life, Keshav has been branded with one cruel sentence-"a prostitute's son." Behind his cheerful mask lies a boy who has swallowed pain in silence, laughing louder so no one hears his heart break. Then came Arav. With him, Keshav didn't have to pretend anymore. Arav's presence felt like sunlight after years of shadows-comforting, steady, real. For the first time, Keshav believed he could be loved for who he truly was. But what if that love is nothing more than a facade-Arav's well-plotted illusion? If every word and touch were calculated lies, then the boy who built his fragile hope on that foundation risks crumbling completely. Keshav has endured a lifetime of scars, but betrayal from the only person who made him feel whole could break him beyond repair.
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