by Vvashu
The past doesn't vanish. It waits. One unexpected phone call drags Diya Sharma back to the final year of high school—a year of first love, broken friendships, family secrets, and a pair of impossible blue eyes she never forgot. Some memories become stories. Others become scars.
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