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Saturday, April 12, 2025

My love Prionty


🌸 “Forever Begins with You, Priyanti” 🌸                                                


In the heart of a bustling city where dreams moved fast and hearts often got left behind, Riddhi, a passionate digital creator, lived a life shaped by algorithms and strategy — until she came along.

Her name was Priyanti — a name that echoed like poetry in his soul.

They met on a rain-kissed afternoon in a quiet café tucked between the alleys of old bookstores and forgotten time. Riddhi looked up deep into SEO analytics and sipped his third espresso, and there she was. A soft breeze lifted her hair as she entered, her eyes scanning the room and landing on his — locking in a gaze that stopped the world.

He smiled. She smiled back.

From that day, life unfolded like a song — where every verse was made sweeter by her laughter, and every chorus harmonized with their whispered secrets under the stars.

Every moment with her felt like a romantic reel — Sunday morning pancakes, midnight calls, shared playlists, and the way she’d softly say his name, “Riddhi,” like it was her favorite word.

When the world grew noisy, Priyanti was calm.

When success felt hollow, her hug filled the silence.

And on one magical night, under a sky painted with stars, Riddhi whispered, “It’s impossible to live without a life partner… but with you, it’s impossible to imagine life without love.”

                                                  


She looked into his eyes, smiling through tears, and said, “Then let’s live every moment like a romantic one — you and me, always.”

And from that moment on, they did.

 









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