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Sixteen-year-old Shree was the kind of girl who never questioned anything. She never asked why life was unfair, why her cheeks burned from a sharp slap, or why her hands were always raw from scrubbing floors. When her parents died five years ago, she accepted her quiet, painful life without a single complaint. She moved like a shadow, spoke only when spoken to, and wrapped her entire existence around keeping her six-year-old half-brother, Anuj, safe.
She was soft. She was pure. She was a child who asked for nothing from a world that had taken everything.
Until one evening, her tiny world shattered in a single second.
Tired of feeding extra mouths, her mama and mami drop a terrifying truth: the man who died five years ago was never her real father. Her biological father, a man named Rajveer rathore ,is alive. And he isn't alone.
Out there, in a world of wealth and power she knows nothing about, sit four elder brothers and a family-blood brothers who share her face, her eyes, and her history, but never knew she existed.
Now, her relatives are taking her to Rajveer's mansion, returning her like an unwanted parcel. Given away like an object, Shree is forced to grow up in an instant. With no friends, no voice, and a terrified little boy holding her hand, she must step into a home full of cold strangers.
How will elder brothers react when a timid, quiet girl with bruised eyes and a tiny child in tow shows up at their doorstep?