Author's pov:
Anjali sat on the edge of the wide, unfamiliar bed, her back resting against the carved wooden headboard. The dim yellow light of the bedside lamp pooled softly around her, turning the room into a cocoon of muted gold and shadow.
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.
asedysled (D.W.Marie)
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