Nofairytales Stories

Love was never gentle in the Chavan house. It was loud, conditional, and always watching. When Sai Joshi marries into a family that treats silence as obedience and sacrifice as virtue, she learns that monsters don't always raise their voices. Some of them smile, perform rituals, and call it tradition. This is not a redemption story. This is about what survives when love doesn't.

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over the years, I met people with different love stories and thoughts. Here, I write down their thoughts... their broken voices. I want you to read this and picture their stories. I give you the unsuccessful love stories rather than the happily ever after fairy tales. Here are the more realistic versions of a happy start.

|Ashlee| I woke up with a pounding headache. What the heck happened?! All I remember was getting hit by someone in the the back of my head. I tried to move around to see my surroundings but I was tied and blindfolded. "What did I do wrong?! Who are you?! Why am I here?!" I cried. I was greeted by a familiar manly bitter laughter. "You might not know who we are..but we sure as heck know who you are...does the name daddy ring any bells darling?"he said and I gasped knowingly. "Father please don't do anything to me! It wasn't my fault what happened to my brother ..please!"I begged my father He laughed bitterly"My only son adored you more why wouldn't I? He loved you more than me.."he sniffles. I felt my heart broke of the sound of my father crying. "Please father ,your my daddy! You left me alone! I also suffered a lot too please, hero! Don't you remember I use to call you that! My father, my hero, my everything to me please I love you!"I cried begging my father not to kill me.