As the autumn leaves danced in the crisp London breeze, Avyaansh Malhotra found himself standing at the window of his penthouse, his thoughts drifting back to the past. The weight of his hidden secret bore heavily on his shoulders, a burden he carried alone, even from Vaani Sharma, the love of his life.
Meanwhile, Vaani worked diligently at Malhotra & Co., her sketches breathing life into the upcoming fashion line. Her hazel eyes sparkled with determination, yet a flicker of longing lingered beneath the surface. For fifteen years, she had kept the flame of her childhood love for Avyaansh alive, waiting for his return to India.
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