inkedbyarya
A story about the girl no one writes about.
And the man who finally does.
You've heard the stories.
The quiet suffering of the youngest.
The forgotten heart of the middle child.
But no one talks about her-
The eldest daughter.
The one who became a mother before she even understood girlhood.
The one whose childhood was stolen and replaced with duties.
The one who was never asked, only expected.
This is her story.
The girl who never said no.
The girl who bore every burden with a smile.
The girl who tucked her dreams under her pillow and woke up to fulfill everyone else's.
They told her: You're the eldest. Be responsible.
They told her: Don't cry. You're stronger than this.
They never told her: We see you. We're proud of you. We love you.
She never asked for much-
Only to be held without being strong,
Only to be chosen without being convenient,
Only to be loved... without condition.
And then he came.
Not a prince. Not a savior.
But a man born from chaos, fire, and loyalty.
A man whose world was loud, intense, and terrifying to many-
But with her, he became gentle thunder.
He saw her pain without her having to explain.
He read her silences like scripture.
He touched her broken pieces and kissed them whole.
He didn't ask her to be strong-he simply held her when she was not.
With him...
She didn't have to earn love.
She didn't have to be perfect.
She could laugh like a child, cry like a storm, and live like a girl who once wanted to be a princess.
And for once-
She was.
In his world of ruthless loyalty and loud love,
She found the home she had always deserved.
Not built from duty.
But from devotion.
A novel about the invisible daughters, and the men who make them feel seen.
A tribute to the strong, soft, tired girls who've never been allowed to fall apart-
Until someone says, "You don't have to carry it all anymore. Let me."