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Fifteen-year-old Leher Malhotra has mastered the art of smiling through pain. After losing her mother, she built walls around her heart - walls only her aunt, Mahi, could ever cross.
But when Mahi marries Raghav Oberoi, Leher's world tilts again. A new home, new faces, and a new family - all waiting on the other side of the walls she swore she'd never let down.
As laughter mixes with loneliness, Leher begins to learn that healing isn't about forgetting the past...
it's about finding the courage to let love in again.
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"Bhaiya, mujhe pehle do na! Main pehle aayi hoon!" Leher said.
The vendor sighed "Beta, sabko bari bari se milega."
"Bari bari?" she scoffed, eyes wide with mock outrage. "Main kabse khadi hoon! Aapne tab se sirf paanch pani puri di hai mujhe!"
A voice slid in from the side - honey-laced with poison.
"Bas kar behen," the girl drawled, "zyada khayegi to moti ho jaayegi. Chhoti to hai hi."
Excuse me, what?!
Leher froze.
Then the corners of her lips curved.
The Leher inside cracked her knuckles - oh no, sweetheart, you messed with the wrong chhoti.
She turned, eyes gleaming, smile dangerously sweet.
"Achha hai na," she said softly, "agar main moti ho gayi, to tumhe bhi finally kuch compliments mil jaayenge. Varna jab tak main slim hoon, tumhare naseeb mein toh bas background role hi likha hai."
Mic. Drop. 💅
"Damn, she killed it."
"Ooooh!"