Kartik has been a mess ever since Naira left this world-ever since she fell from that cliff. His world hasn't just changed; it has completely shattered. Everything that once held meaning feels lifeless, and the love that once made his existence whole has been ripped away from him. No matter how much time passes, the pain doesn't fade-it lingers like a wound that refuses to heal.
For Kairav, life without his mother has been just as painful. He tries to be strong, but deep down, he longs for her presence, for the warmth and comfort only a mother can provide. Kartik does everything he can to shield him from the grief, but how does one move on from losing the love of their life? How does a child move on from losing his mother?
Just when Kartik thought his heart could endure no more, fate takes a cruel turn. A woman named Sirat enters their lives, and the moment Kartik lays eyes on her, his world tilts on its axis. She isn't just any woman-she is the exact reflection of Naira. The same face, the same eyes, the same features that have haunted his dreams every night.
It's impossible. It should be impossible. Yet, there she is.
But Sirat insists she isn't Naira. She swears she doesn't know him, that she is nothing but a stranger. But how can Kartik believe that? How can he accept that someone who looks exactly like Naira, breathes like her, moves like her-isn't her?
He refuses to believe it. Because if Sirat isn't Naira, then who is she?
A saga of revenge.
A tale of possession.
A ride of venom.
When a Doctor and her Personal Assistant seek their right is when a love story comes into the light.
Neil × Aarohi