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Chapter 17

  • 8 Aug, 2024

Third Person POV:---

He reached out for her, only to found that she wasn't there. Rubbing his eyes, Ayaan opened his eyes and glance beside him, where his wife was supposed to be. Not finding her there, a frown make its way on his forehead. He switched on the lights and get out of the bed. He roam his hand through his hair and yelled, "ZOYA!!"

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  • Chapter 17

    Third Person POV:---

    He reached out for her, only to found that she wasn't there. Rubbing his eyes, Ayaan opened his eyes and glance beside him, where his wife was supposed to be. Not finding her there, a frown make its way on his forehead. He switched on the lights and get out of the bed. He roam his hand through his hair and yelled, "ZOYA!!"

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