Description
"This Time We Stayed" There was a time when his world was a soft quiet where love itself seemed to breathe gently into his soul. But then deafening silence broke - a violent note that splintered everything and left him with a ghost of an image and a heart soaked in ashes. Amongst the ruins, Aryan rose. Not healed, but remade. Pain was molding him into a brutal force, a ghost, directing states of being from unseen places. His love - a gentle song - had morphed into an ecstatic rush - pulling, shaping and demanding. Years on, Avni now exists in a life that isn't truly hers, still desperately missing key pieces. She walks unaware of the ruthless, calculating hands that makes her walk, a stare that never leaves her periphery. Apparently, destiny has quite the memory. This is not a just a story - it is an unambiguous admission where obsession wears a crown, control is a quiet melody, and a past that simply will not die is reaching out to collect what is past due. In this place, love does not just simply occur - it acts, it manipulates, it commands that haunting truth. Will Aryan save himself or Avni, from a constant love that never truly lets go?
The Prologue
