Har raaz chup rehna chahta hai. Par kuch raaz khoon se likhe jaate hain. Ek ladki - jo apni pehchaan se bhaag rahi hai. Ek ladka - jo sach chhupa raha hai. Jab mohabbat aur jurm ka fark mit jaaye, tab paida hoti hai ek Paheli.

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

Rahul was six years younger than Ishani. She was his neighbor, his elder sister's closest friend someone who belonged to a world he was never meant to enter. To Ishani, Rahul was just a child. Someone she smiled at, teased gently, protected like a responsibility. Love was never a thought that crossed her mind. But for Rahul, it was different. From childhood, his heart leaned toward her without knowing why. He waited for her footsteps, listened for her laughter, searched for her presence in every quiet corner of his days. At first, it felt like attachment. Later, it became longing. And by the time he finally understood that what he felt was love... it was already too late. Ishani was getting married 💔