Arnav Singh Raizada lived life of a recluse. The mammoth task for him every day was to at least let him set foot out of the house for even simple mundane tasks. With a life lacking drive and purpose, he breed cynicism that rivaled an antagonist. When life decided to bestow on him Khushi , he was hell bent on looking the other way, too stubborn to let him out of the cocoon that he built around himself. Does our past hold the power to define our future? How many chances are too many chances? Can love happen twice, thrice and forever? *****Todos os direitos reservados
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Ao continuar, concordas com os Termos de Serviço e a Política de Privacidade do Wattpad.Arnav Singh Raizada lived life of a recluse. The mammoth task for him every day was to at least let him set foot out of the house for even simple mundane tasks. With a life lacking drive and purpose, he breed cynicism that rivaled an antagonist. When life decided to bestow on him Khushi , he was hell bent on looking the other way, too stubborn to let him out of the cocoon that he built around himself. Does our past hold the power to define our future? How many chances are too many chances? Can love happen twice, thrice and forever? *****
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