ANIRUDH
I sat on the couch, arms crossed, frustration evident on my face. "Maa, ye kya baat hui? Ab se Roop ko dekh bhi nahi sakta aur upar se aap mujhe mera phone bhi nahi de rahi! Matlab ab baat bhi na karu unse?" (Mom, what is this? I can't even see Roop from today, and now youโre not even giving me my phone! So I shouldnโt even talk to her now?)
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โข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ร ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ I didn't get distracted. Not by beauty. Not by innocence. And yet, here I was. Watching her. Wanting her. She had no idea that the most dangerous man in Italy had stopped everything just to witness her. I should have driven away. I should have ignored the strange pull in my chest, the hunger curling in my gut. But then she laughed. And I knew I was fucked. Buckle up for a rollercoaster of chaos, comedy, and a whole lot of WTF just happened moments in HBHB-where love isn't just unexpected, it's absolutely ILLEGAL.
"I-I... I was just... tr-trying to say th-that I-" "Breathe, Kabir," she whispered, not rushing him. "I'm listening." He paused, blinking. No one had ever waited. From childhood, every sentence he spoke came with a pause, a repeat, a stutter. A stumble. And society? Oh, they didn't let him forget it. Teachers cut him off, kids mimicked him cruelly, and even relatives would sigh, "Why can't he just talk properly?" He started talking less. Until Tishya. She didn't mock. She didn't complete his sentences. She let him stumble. And to her, that was part of his shine. Stumble and Shine is the journey of Kabir-a boy who never believed his voice mattered-and Tishya, the girl who proved it always did. It's about love, acceptance, healing, and how sometimes the most beautiful things are spoken imperfectly.
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