Lost in the haze of Memories...

Lost in the haze of Memories...

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Kumkum Bhagya
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What are the odds that you might fall in love, only to remember a single person - the one who, without doubt, turned your already chaotic life into a blazing hellfire - when everything else in your memory has been wiped clean? And as each fragment slips away into oblivion, some fading quietly, some returning with twice their strength to strike you like a cold, merciless wave, will you still find yourself loving that human whom everyone else fails to see behind the mask of the walking monster he truly is? (So Imagine, after the kidnapping, she gets shot while trying to save shivaansh and the story unfolds with her waking up with only one piece of memory, named "shivaansh" and rest everything OUT!) will be updated everyday at 7:30 in the morning. Thanks for reading!
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Shivansh Randhawa doesn't believe in love. Only power. Control. Silence But when his wife signs their divorce papers without flinching, he learns what true fear feels like - losing her. And if she thinks a signature is enough to sever them, she's about to learn what it means to be claimed by a man who doesn't let go. Because Prathana was never a choice. She was a possession. A madness. A woman he didn't know how to love- until she stopped trying to be loved at all. So let her run. Let her fight. But she won't leave. Not until he's made her feel every inch of what she's awakened. The hunger, the ruin. The obsession of a man who doesn't know how to let go. And never learned how to share. Even in rage, he wants her. Even in ruin, she is his. . .. ..... ........ Welcome to a short story of our beloved PraShiv. Because the writers have ruined my sanity beyond measure and I took it upon myself to give the PraShiv Arcs we deserve.

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