Chapter 1: Arva in love with struggle!💌 - Chapter 3: Love Hidden Behind a Screen

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The harvesting season had finally arrived. That year, Arva's father's crops had grown exceptionally well. After months of hard work, he harvested the crops and sold them in the market. This season brought him a better income than the previous year.

With the money he earned, he decided to buy a new mobile phone because his old one had become damaged and no longer worked properly. After purchasing the new phone for himself, he gave his old phone to Arva's mother.

Arva's mother was uneducated and knew very little about how to use a smartphone. She only used it for basic phone calls. Because of this, Arva secretly began using her mother's phone whenever she had the chance. She believed that no one in the family would ever discover what she was doing on it.

That old phone became the bridge between Arva and Atharv.

There was another secret hidden beneath their relationship.

Atharv belonged to the Hasan caste, while Arva belonged to the Ruthars caste. Their families belonged to different communities, and Arva's family strongly disliked the Hasan community. They would never have accepted their relationship if they had known about it.

Despite their differences, Atharv worked as a young farm helper in Arva's father's fields. It was there that destiny had first brought them together.

As their relationship grew stronger, their conversations became longer.

Every morning before leaving for school, Arva would secretly send him a message.

"Good morning, my sweet baby. I'm leaving for school now. I'll talk to you when I come back."

Throughout the school day, she found herself thinking about him.

The moment she returned home, she changed out of her school uniform, washed her hands, and sat down for lunch. But before taking another bite, she would unlock her mother's phone and send Atharv another message.

Slowly, chatting with him became a part of her daily routine.

Morning conversations became afternoon conversations.

Afternoon conversations became evening conversations.

Evenings quietly slipped into late-night talks.

Without realizing it, Arva found herself falling deeper in love with him every single day. Her world slowly began revolving around a single person. Whether she was studying, eating, walking, or trying to sleep, Atharv remained the first thought in her mind and the last thought before she closed her eyes.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡugGv3hqNMI

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