Red Rose by Farhana Nijum [Hardcover]

It was on a spring day that they first met—freshness bloomed in a young girl’s innocence, just like the vitality of nature itself. She stood at the colorful edge of adolescence, with a glimmer of untainted dreams in her eyes. Her smile seemed infused with the gentle light of dawn, and there was a strange sweetness in her every movement. From that very first meeting, Aishwarya Rick Chowdhury was captivated by her simplicity. His heart had trembled with an unfamiliar pull. A year passed. The girl had now blossomed into an eighteen-year-old young woman. The beauty of womanhood had begun to emerge in her features. It felt like the second chapter of love—where the first had been a pure, innocent attraction, this one had taken the shape of a deep, flowing emotion. Aishwarya had lost his heart—and himself—in it. To him, the girl was like a freshly bloomed red rose of love in his heart. That’s what he called her. Aishwarya whispered to himself, “A Red Rose.”