Yashvardhan's POV:-

I wasn't supposed to look at her..

Not like that..

Not with the hunger I felt the moment those wide,

innocent eyes met mine.

She stood there...

small,

delicate,

in a simple kurta,

holding a lunchbox like it was her shield against the world.

Vaidyanath Pandit's daughter.

Vaidehi.

I'd heard about her...

But I never expected... this!!

I had built walls around myself for years...

Walls of power.

Silence.

Violence.

And yet, in one careless moment,

a shy girl with trembling lips had walked straight into my world...

without even knowing what she'd done....

I watched her....

from across the hall...

She looked lost... nervous... beautiful..

Her presence didn't belong here..

She was too soft for this world.
For my world.

And still...

I wanted to pull her in.

When she spoke her name...

Vaidehi...

It sounded fragile on her lips...

Like a prayer..

Like a promise..