imagination_wrts
Hai utna hi khoobsurat meri kahani mein tera aana
Banaras ke ghat se jitna ganga ka takrana.
Saanvi Mathur, 21, third-year college student-vibrant introvert from a middle-class orthodox family, chasing dreams in a tiny rented room far from home.
Petite, with warm hazel eyes that sparkle over secret novels and soft curls framing quiet wonder, she loves fiercely-her boyfriend once her everything, adored to the moon and back.
One positive test shattered it all. Pregnant and alone after he refused the child and walked away, she's fragility forged into resolve: guarding a broken heart while protecting new life, hope flickering amid fear.
Saanvi is quiet strength rising from betrayal, innocence facing fire-a light that refuses to dim.
Akshat Rajvanshi, 33, multimillionaire industrialist-wealth enough to own the world, yet he chooses stark simplicity.
Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and midnight eyes shadowed by grief, he once ruled the underworld with ruthless precision. One betrayal stole his wife Anjali and their unborn child; in vengeance, he destroyed that life and rose legitimate-untouchable, colder.
Restrained power in every measured step, few words commanding loyalty, a guarded smile rarely seen. His shattered heart swears never to love again.
Akshat is danger cloaked in elegance, grief forged into steel-a storm no one dares approach.