Chapter 1
On a pivotal morning, eighteen-year-old Anvika lay peacefully in her room, bathed in the soft light filtering through the sheer curtains. Her bedroom was a cozy haven, layered with pieces of her personality—posters of her favorite bands decorated the walls, a bookshelf overflowed with dog-eared novels, and photos of friends and family captured happy moments, frozen in time.
Anvika’s dark hair splayed across her pillow, framing her face like a silken halo. There was a serene beauty in her repose, a softness that seemed to capture the promise of her youth. Her skin was smooth, glowing faintly in the morning light, and her features hinted at the woman she was on the brink of becoming. The gentle rise and fall of her breath created a rhythm of peace, speaking of hopeful dreams and untapped potential. Long lashes lay against her cheeks, and her lips, slightly parted, seemed to form a faint smile—an expression of innocence and quiet confidence.
Her room was filled with the promise of a new day, with the soft scent of fresh flowers, a small touch her mother had left beside her bed the night before. Today was no ordinary morning; it was a milestone—a day of endings and new beginnings, a farewell to childhood and a glimpse into adulthood.
As Anvika stirred, she floated on the edge of wakefulness, her dreams still casting images in her mind. She saw the faces of her friends, recalling the laughter, secrets, and hopes they had shared. Today was the last day of school, a day they had all awaited with bittersweet anticipation. It was a day to celebrate accomplishments, to say goodbye to the halls that had been their second home, and to look ahead to the unknown paths each of them would soon follow.
Today marked the end of one chapter, and the beginning of another. As Anvika opened her eyes to greet the morning, she was ready to face the day that would forever remain etched in her memory.
Anvika was sounding like a sleeping beauty as she slept off on her bed.
She was asleep with a big teddy bear in her arms, her long hair disheveled and partially concealing her face, and a charming grin that accentuated her beauty. More lovely yet.
To wake Anvika, the little clock on the bedstand struck eight on the clock and made a loud noise.
Anvika struck the clock with her knees as soon as the sound reached her ears and covered them with the pillow.
The clock stopped making noise and feel on the ground. It seems to be broken.
Anvika continued in her dreams once again.
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After working for a while, Aaravi went to check on her lone child, to make sure she was awake.
She saw Anvika was still in her dreams when she unlocked the door.
When she entered, she saw the shattered clock on the floor and thought, "Oh my goodness, what's up with this girl?To wake herself up, she sets the timepiece bell,But she'll strike it when it sounds."
"Anvika, hurry up, please. It's almost late for school, and this is your final day. Come on," she urged, approaching her.
Anvika turned over on her other side and continued to sleep.
Anvika's father, Arya, called out the name " Aaravi."
"It's getting late, Aaravi. Could you kindly assist me find my files?"
Taking a long breath, Aaravi remarked, "What should I do with these father and daughter? One of them sleeps all the time, and the other won't let me work quietly."
"Coming honey," she responded, then turned to face her daughter and added, "I'm giving you a few more minutes to get dressed and get up, Anvika."
She left the room to assist his spouse.
"What is it, honey? It's in your study, of course."
"I have a meeting today, so please assist me in locating that file, since I didn't get it."
"Okay," she went to get the file by moving inside the study room.
The door creaked open, and two familiar figures stepped into the room, their presence immediately filling the space with warmth and energy.
First came a boy, looking incredibly handsome, his presence commanding attention even in the quiet of the early morning. He had a tall, athletic build, with dark, tousled hair that framed his face perfectly. His eyes were a striking shade of green, sparkling with a mix of mischief and kindness. His smile, easy and confident, had a way of lighting up the room and putting everyone at ease. He wore his school uniform with an effortless charm, the blazer slung casually over his shoulder and his tie slightly askew. His name was nivik , one of Anvika's closest friends since childhood.
Right behind him was a girl, cute and petite, her features a delicate reflection of her brother's. She had the same dark hair, though hers was neatly styled into two playful braids. Her eyes, a mirror of nivik's, shone with warmth and intelligence. She wore her school uniform with a neat precision, her blazer buttoned properly and her tie perfectly in place. Her smile was sweet and genuine, a testament to her caring nature. Her name was Neena , nivik's twin sister .
"Good morning, uncle" , Nivik and Neena said as they brought their school bags inside the home.
Observing that Arya returned the greeting, saying, "Good morning, kids."
Neena inquired first, "Uncle, where is Anvika?"
Nivik immediately remarked, "I'm going to assume she's in her bed."
"You are usually correct, Nivik; she is still in bed", Aaravi said as he returned with the paperwork.
Nivik welcomed "Good morning, aunty Aaravi" .
"Greetings for the morning."
"Allow me to wake her awake, Aunty" said neena and proceeded directly to Anvika's room.
Nivik remarked, "Let me check on those girls, aunty," and he left Neena.
Hearing you leave, Aaravi handed Arya the file.
Arya responded, "Thank you, honey," tucked his paperwork back into his briefcase, kissed her wife goodbye, and headed to his workplace.
Aaravi proceeded to make breakfast in his kitchen.
Neena and Nivik noticed Anvika curled up on her bed with her adorable teddy in her arms as soon as they entered the room.
"Look at her, brother—she's still asleep."
"She is still in bed, but I'm going to break her torso today since it's our final day of school". Nivik spoke vehemently.
