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"If you really want to stop me, tell me-will you ever be able to love me?" Manisha asked, her voice trembling despite the smile she forced. Hurt was evident in her eyes, knowing what his answer would be. He looked at her, his face a mask of turmoil. She was no one to him, and he was no one to her. Before this, they hadn't even known each other. Yet here he was, helping her through the darkest phase of her life. They had found each other by chance, and their lives had intertwined in ways neither had expected. Living secretly in his room, hidden from his family, they had managed to coexist as "friends." It had been an unspoken agreement, a fragile in a world full of chaos. Every day, she had been grateful just to be near him, to share his space, even if it meant living in the shadows. She had accepted that they were living a lie, but it had been a lie she could live with. But now, life had thrown another cruel twist her way. He was going to get married, and she was supposed to accept it. He had never said he loved her. Simply being a part of his life, sharing his space, had been enough for her. She couldn't force him to love her, but the thought of losing him broke her heart. His silence was a dagger to her already wounded heart. "I was never supposed to be in your life," she whispered, tears spilling over despite her efforts to hold them back. "But you found me, and you saved me. You've been my rock, my safe place. How can I just let you go now?"
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