Heya!
Thank you for showing so much of enthusiasm to this story here is the first part and I hope to receive another beautiful response from my dear fam! I know that I haven't updated 'The Mountain Ghosts' but I promise to update it tomorrow. Sorry for the delay🥺🥺🥺 now I won't make you guys wait much so here you go.

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Love has no limits- Umra Rawaha.

Ayaan's POV:
"Wowwww, what a beautiful ending." I said to myself after I completed reading yet another love story. I kept the book aside, and went in the garden. There was as usual, my secret keeper, my best friend was waiting for me the moon! "You are still here?" I asked the moon. I smiled and continued "You know I again finished reading, a love story but I wonder that when will I fall in love? When will I meet that special one? How will she look like?" I said and closed my eyes and slowly, I started imagining her. I opened my eyes and went inside. I got my paints, brushes and a board I took my brushes and drew the girl I had just imagined and that's where the magic began! I gave her golden and brown hair, almond shaped eyes, blue eyeballs, dark pink lips, medium eyelashes, brown eyebrows and a mixture of brown and white skin. And there she stood on the page which was blank a few minutes back. "Wow she is gorgeous. I wish that one day I'll stand with her here you and me us!" I said and smiled. "How's she?" I asked the moon. "I will love her to the moon and back." I said and moved my hands on the beautiful face.

Author's POV
As Ayaan said all that the moon
started shining more brightly he didn't see it
but what did it mean?

Zoya's POV
"Yay! I am going to Mussorie. True that, that place have given me worst memories but now that phrase of my life doesn't matter to me." I said as I packed my bags. I placed them near my bed. I checked my flight details and my flight was at '8:00 a.m. in the morning.' I love going to these cold places as I was born in Kashmir and I have also lived in Mussorie for two years during my life or good life. "No no noo! Zoya you can't go back in the past it's useless forget it. Everyone has a bad past and so do you have?" I shouted at myself and wipped off my moist eyes and gulped down the glass of water in front of me. I jumped on the bed only sleep can take me away from all these problems some use future to escape the present but I use sleep Zoya style you know!!

2 days later,
Ayaan's POV:
"Thank you for coming." I said as I handed the newly married couple their painting. I was about to sit when a female voice attracted me. "Excuse me can you paint me?" She said and I looked at her she was wearing a hat, black sunglasses and a mask covered her face. "Yes but you need to remove all this stuff from your face." I said. "No I won't." Came her reply. I made a confused look and then she said "Actually I am a self loving person and I always praise my beauty while my friends say that I am not at all pretty so I will describe myself and you draw it this way I'll see if I am right or not." Isn't this girl weird? I thought but I also felt sorry for her people should joke but not this much that people start doubting themselves. "Okay as you say." I said she sat and I took my brushes and paints. "Start" I said and she started her description and it was like "My hair are of golden and brown colour, almond shaped eyes, blue eyesballs, drak pink lips, brown eyebrows and a mixture of brown and write skin." I heard her and drew as she described as I finished I was left baffled this is the same girl I drew 2 days back! "Is it done?"  She asked and I nodded she took off her hat and her hair was just like she said. She removed her mask and those strawberry lips, her eyes had magic they were sparkling she is gorgeous! "Can I see it?" She asked and I came back to reality I moved aside nodding. She saw it and yelled "Wow it's just the same Yay!!!" 'Wow like she just wants to be what she is not caring about the people around she is proud to be what she really is. She is just my girl!' What the hell?! What are you doing Ayaan you can't think all this rubbish.

Zoya's POV:
As I saw my painting I was overjoyed the painting looked just like me Yay! "How much did it cost?" I asked opening my clutch. "Rs.0" he said. "Okay Rs.0" I said and started my search for the money and that's when I realised what he said. I looked up at him confused. "This painting is priceless, this beauty is priceless I can't do the sin of costing it." He said. "Are you flirting with me?" I asked him. He chuckled and said "No, I am not that kind of person I am just being honest." "But it's not fair how can I keep it without paying?" "You don't always need to pay through money in some or the other way you will pay me in the future. We'll meet again if life decides to let us cross paths again. Please keep it." He said 'Is he a philosopher?' I thought and he handed me the painting "Bye thank you so much. You are great at your work." I said, he smiled and we parted ways.

Author's POV
But it wasn't long when they met again!

Heya!
This was my first chapter and I was really very excited for it please do let me know how you guys liked it and please shower the same love that you gave to 'To Complete The Incomplete Love' it's about to reach 400 reads and that is something beyond my imagination and I look forward to this book as well. Also add this book in your libary so that you can stay tuned and get updated when I update this book. Do not forget to vote, comment, share and follow. Let me give you guys a hint I have already written the ending of this story in this chapter the last line of this book is in this chapter. No more hints. Do tell me what according to you is the last line?

-Stay home Stay safe
-lots of love
-Umra Rawaha.❤️❤️❤️

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