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β γ β¦ π¨ πΊππππ ππ πππ πΉππππ β¦ γβ A wrong seat. A ππ¨π§π -hour train journey. And two strangers who were never supposed to meet. Kritika Guhoo never believed in filmy coincidences. Trains were just trains, journeys were just journeys β until a wrong coach, a ten-hour ride, and a boy with the softest smile turned her ordinary trip into something she couldnβt name. Siddharth Sinha wasnβt looking for love. As a young rookie journalist chasing stories for The Daily Chronicles, all he wanted was a headline-worthy piece β not a girl with messy hair, starry eyes, and a kind of chaos that spells trouble in capital letters. But somewhere between endless cups of chai, stolen glances, and silly arguments, the journey stopped feeling like just a journey. When a mix-up in seat numbers forces them to share the same berth, will those ten hours write a story worth keeping β or will everything end when the train finally stops? ββββΰ¨ΰ§ββββ

