When love waits obsession hunts

Dedication

To every girl who has survived the storm and learned to dance in the rain.
To the silent warriors who hide their scars behind smiles and their pain behind strength.
To those who still believe in love, even after being broken by it.

This story is for you-
For the Shivanyas of the world,
Who rise, who fight,
Who choose themselves before choosing anyone else.

And to the Mahirs-
The rare souls who love without possession,
Who hold space instead of cages.

This is a tale of healing, of heartbreak,
Of obsession versus devotion.
Of finding freedom in the arms of the right kind of love.