"They may not be my Family by blood, but they are my family by heart."
Harshita was very lively and a cheerful person living an ideal gleeful life, life not less than a paradise but they say happiness is not constant in one's life and came the most dreadful day, the day her life shattered when she discovered about her parent's demise, also that life has another journey planned for her. A journey without the family with whom she has spent 16 years of her life but with the horrifying realities of her life.
The family she always had a fondness for and the family that showered her with compassionate and doting love is not her family by blood.
My Papa, who showered me with all the love and care of the world, my Hero, who supported me from my baby steps to my goals in life, is not my biological father!
My mom who nurtured me, taught me, dressed me, fought for me, held me, shouted at me, kissed me, and most importantly loved me unconditionally, is not the one who gave me birth!
My little munchkin, My Little Brother, the greatest gift I ever had from God. "Brother" when someone says this seven letter word I remember him. He is not my brother!
My grandma, who loved me the most in this world even more than my parents, who spoiled me with all the care and love, is not my actual grandmother!
Was all this a lie, who am I? Did my parents lied to me? What will happen to me now? How can I leave everything behind? How will I survive without them? What to believe and what not to!
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