Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... it feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore; it belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange- no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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