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Udaipur.
The city of kings, palaces, and whispers.
For most, it was a place of history.
For Prisha Singhania, it was a place she had been erased from.
She hadn't seen those gates in forteen years.
Not since she was five, carrying a school bag too heavy and a silence even heavier.
They said it was for her good - boarding school, discipline, distance.
But Prisha knew better.
She wasn't sent away for education.
She was sent away to be forgotten.
Now, she was back for college
One more step before freedom - and, this time, she wasn't here to blend in.
Her arrival wasn't grand.
No welcome banners. No tight hugs.
Just a cold mansion, a smiling stepmother, a distant father, and a sister who seemed a little too excited to have her back.
Aarohi Goenka.
The perfect daughter.
The one who stayed.
The one who was everything Prisha was supposed to be - and more.
But Prisha didn't come to compete.
She came to finish what she started.
Her mother's name may have been buried, but it still lived in her - in every breath, in every word she refused to swallow.
At college, she expected stares.
She didn't expect Vedant Singh Chauhan.
Tall. Sharp. Royal.
The kind of boy who didn't just walk through corridors - he owned them.
He was Udaipur's pride. The heir to a legacy.
And now, her classmate.
He looked at her once.
And that was all it took.
There was no love story written in the stars.
Not yet.
Just glances that lingered too long, words that held too much weight, and a tension thick enough to choke on.
But what neither of them knew was this:
the classroom was just the battlefield.
The real war was waiting to begin - in the spaces between truth and lies, in the silences of a broken home, in the jealousy of a sister,
and in the shadows of a night neither of them would ever forget.
Prisha had come back ,
But fate had other plans.
And this time...
she wouldn't leave quietly.
"Love was the beginning, Revenge was the legacy"