The House That Was Never Mine

"They called it a new family.
But to me, it was a house full of ghosts I never met."

Aarya Rajvanshi's life shattered the night her father walked away without a backward glance. Years later, she finds herself standing at the doors of the Mehra Mansion - a place too grand for a girl carrying pieces of a broken home in a single suitcase.

Her mother's remarriage is supposed to be a fresh start.
But how do you begin again in a house that still whispers someone else's name?

Adarsh Mehra - the eldest son, still holding on to his mother's memories.
Reyansh Mehra - the quiet storm who watches but never speaks.
Maahi Mehra - the youngest, still waiting for her mother to come back.
And in the middle of it all, Aarya - the outsider they never wanted.

Two families.
One stitched by loss.
One ripped apart by betrayal.
Forced to coexist under a roof where every glance feels like a battle.

But not all stories are about perfect families.
Some are about learning to exist in the ruins.
Some are about finding your own place - even if you were never meant to belong.

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