Diya Archrekar wasn't looking for love. Not after everything she'd already been through. She had learned the hard way that feelings could be fragile, promises could fade, and that sometimes it was safer to stay focused than to desire. So when she walked into a family friend's party in Mumbai, love was the last thing on her mind. Vidyut Mishra wasn't searching for anyone either. Fresh out of a relationship, he had no plans of stepping into something new-no rush, no expectations, no interest in starting over so soon. But fate has a strange sense of timing. One night. One introduction. A few glances that lingered a little too long. Neither of them expected anything more than a simple evening. Neither of them planned to feel something real. Yet somehow, in the middle of music, laughter, and chance, two people who weren't looking for anything at all found themselves wondering... *what if?* Their jounery is difficult, it's confusing, it's uncertain but filled with determination and endless questioning. And in the midst of two people finding their way to their soulmates, there can never be enough drama.

Some things are held together by pride. Some things are held together by silence. Some things were never held together at all. Caelum Maris is twenty years old and already carrying something he has no name for. The cosmos above him is doing the same thing. Neither of them will say it first. Every broken orbit was once something perfect.