A shard of glass slices her palm, crimson liquid dripping onto the floor, yet she steps closer, eyes blazing with defiance and pain. "Mr. Ishan Shergil ... we are not in love. But I will share my pain with you as you share yours with me." A forced marriage. Two broken souls. Secrets that haunt them, scars that bind them, and a destiny that refuses to let go. Can love ignite amidst heartbreak-and survive when a rival threatens everything they hold dear?

She posted a reel. He replied with a song. Anaya Mittal sings because it helps her forget - the expectations, the pain, and the scars she hides under full sleeves and soft smiles. Aarav Yadav smokes to quiet the noise in his head. Flirty, charming, and emotionally off-limits - replying to girls' stories was just routine. But her voice didn't feel like routine. It felt like something that could wreck him. Anaya and Aarav were sure they had found the person. Until the cracks appeared. Until the moment that proved maybe love isn't just about two people - maybe it's about two worlds. Somewhere out there is a version of them who got it right. The question is...which world are they in? A story about music, emotional scars, and the strange way fate can bend reality itself.

(Agar aap bhi meri tarah Teri Deewani paglu ho aur Deewani di ke deewane ho 😉 Then this is for u💖✨) ♡𝐉𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐧♡ (𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗) 𝗔 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 जीने लगा हूँ, पहले से ज़्यादा पहले से ज़्यादा, तुम पे मरने लगा हूँ || "I used to think love was simple - something to fall into. But the day I met you, everything shifted. You didn't make me fall... you made me kneel. Just like Shiv is incomplete without Parvati, I am incomplete without you. Without you, I just remain a shadow of myself, a body without soul, a song without it's rhythm.. You are not beside me, Shivika... you are within me - the breath that steadies my pulse, the silence that gives meaning to my chaos, you are the missing half that makes me whole. When I look at you, I don't see love as the world defines it - I see moksha, I see shanti, I see the sacred balance that even gods seek. If devotion had a name, it would sound like yours." ~Prem Agrawal *＊✿❀🧿❀✿＊* ✨ Meet 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 - a 12th-grade topper and ultimate bookworm. Girls swoon over him, but he can't even remember their names. Rules are meant to be followed... or so he thinks, until he somehow breaks every single one for her. Serious, smart, and silently magnetic, he's the perfect mix of discipline and intelligence. ✨ Meet 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 - a class 11 topper who somehow rules the backbench too. A true Shiv bhakt, she starts her day with Om Namah Shivaya and ends it cracking jokes no one dares to. Rules? She bends or breaks them with a mischievous grin. Half devotion, half chaos, all heart.