Harshwardhanrane Stories

They say the best love stories start with friendship. Ours started with late-night coffee runs, stolen laughter in the library, and the kind of unspoken bond that felt... unbreakable. Prisha Sharma never believed in fairytales. She believed in books, in dreams, in walls built high enough to keep her heart safe. Ishan Kishan was the exception. Her constant. Her safe place. Her best friend. But what happens when late-night calls start to feel different? When a simple touch feels like fire, and every glance carries a thousand unspoken words? Because somewhere between "just friends" and "something more", our hearts began to whisper... And the question is - how long can you ignore a whisper before it becomes a scream?