|STANDLONE: not related to any of my other books|
The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, โTara, bhar du na?โ
(Tara, shall I apply it?)
โNahi bharna chahte hain aap?โ Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
(Don't you want to?)
โI don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?โ he asked softly.
(I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?)
โPyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?โ Tara asked, smiling.
(I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?)
โWriting fiction so intense that youโll loose yourself in them and forget whatโs real when they murmur โ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐โฆ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ก.โ
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