PERIHELION
She was the kind of girl who walked into a room and became the reason for it. He was the kind of boy who sat in the corner and somehow owned it. One look was enough for her. For him, it took every single day...
Ak......
delusional bitch
BEHAD......
"BEHAD" She did not ask to be loved, she chose him the way a storm chooses silence quietly, completely, without mercy. He did not resist, even when he knew she was cruel, manipulative, dangerous, and nothing close to what the world called ideal. She remained exactly what she was a woman the world named villain, untouched by softness, unchanged by love. And still, he stepped into her orbit like it was fate, willingly falling into something he could never escape. Because in her darkness, he did not see warning he saw something divine, something worth surrendering to, even if it meant ruin. "वो गुनाह थी शायद" मगर उसे चाहकर वो खुदा से भी बेखौफ़ हो गया।"
Ak......