SereinShree
Every story begins somewhere-sometimes with a spark, sometimes with a storm. Hers began with a choice.
Ishanika Verma was not the kind of woman life could bend. Magnetic in her silence, powerful in her independence, alluring without effort, she moved through the world like a flame-unapologetic, certain, alive. She lived by her own plans, not the world's.
And yet, her world was no longer just her own. It revolved around a little girl-mischievous, stubborn, with chubby arms that clung with unshakable trust. Her daughter was her anchor, her heartbeat, her reason to thrive.
Within her home, life was warm, safe, and filled with love. Outside, society watched, whispered, and judged. Questions lingered, expectations pressed, shadows of a past refused to fade.
And somewhere beyond the horizon of her carefully built life, another storm was stirring-a presence that had once brushed against hers and would inevitably return.