Mrs. Pandey (Mrs #2)

Prashant Pandey is everything the world admires. Confident, charming, and impossible to ignore. But the version he gives them isnt real. Not like the one he shows me. With me, hes chaos wrapped in silence. With me, hes the broken parts he hides. And I hate him for what hes done. I hate that I still want him. His touch. His pain. His truth. Him.

Ira Solanki used to be the girl I wouldve burned the world for. But that girl is gone. And the woman who took her place? I cant love her without destroying her. Im colder now. Harsher. I dont let her in, not like before. I hurt her because its easier than holding her. Because its the only way I know how to let her go.

We dont fit.

We break.

Over and over again.

But no matter how far we fall, we keep reaching for each other through every fight, every scar, every memory that wont let go.

This isnt a love story.

Its a war.

And somehow, were both losing.