ARADHYA SHARMA : 19-YEAR OLD is the kind of girl people notice but never truly understand.
At eighteen, she carries sadness far heavier than her age. Once known for her bright smile, endless laughter, and innocent dreams, life slowly turned her into someone quiet, distant, and emotionally exhausted. Years of neglect and emotional abuse from her parents shattered her confidence piece by piece until she began believing she was difficult to love.
Her parents hate her because she is the girl child and after her birth her mother was unable to conceive and reason her parents hate the most and consider her unlucky because after her birth their business got shut down and parents started fighting a lot.
Now, loneliness is her only constant companion, and silence has become her way of surviving.
She rarely speaks unless necessary, avoids attention, and hides her pain behind soft smiles that never reach her eyes. Her room, sketchbooks, and designs are the only places where her heart still breathes freely. As an interior designing student, she pours emotions into colors and spaces because creating beautiful things is the only escape she has from her broken reality.
Aradhya is deeply sensitive, selfless, and emotionally attached to the people she loves. She loves quietly but intensely - the kind of love that stays even after being hurt. Despite being treated harshly all her life, she still carries kindness within her, which makes her heartbreak even more painful.
She is touch-starved yet afraid of affection. Emotionally drained yet still craving love. Broken enough to wish for death... but soft enough to pray for everyone else's happiness before her own.
The world sees her as a quiet girl.
Nobody sees the silent cries hidden behind her calm eyes.
She stopped hoping for love....UNTIL he enters he chaotic world and accepts her with ever flaws and suddenly all the thoughts were about him
To her the only people matters are her kanhaji and her VIHAAN
SHE DOESNT LOVE HIM BUT SHE LIVES FOR HIM ,HER WORLD ,HER HEARTBEAT 💞


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