Prologue
They say daughters are born with stars in their eyes.
But what happens when the world snatches those stars and tells her to shine only in the ways they approve of?
My name is Riya Sharma.
Once a girl with laughter in her voice and galaxies in her heart.
Now… a silhouette of silence, stitched with expectations, weighed down by duty.
People see my grades. My smile. My compliance.
What they don’t see… is the graveyard of dreams I’ve buried to become their version of “good.”
This is not a love story.
This is not a fairytale.
This is the truth that never made it to dinner conversations.
This is what it feels like when love turns into control, when silence becomes survival… and when survival demands a rebirth.
Welcome to my untold story.
I’m not here to impress. I’m here to feel, speak, and finally — live.
