You are the younger sister of Natasha, a woman loved by Hardik Pandya, the man who has everythingāwealth, luxury, fame, and, most painfully, your heart.
But before Natasha and Hardik ever became an "us," there was you. You met him first, you were his friend first, and somewhere along the way, you fellāhard and deep. You loved him with everything in you, in a way that made your soul ache. But he never saw you. Not the way you wanted.
When Hardik met Natasha through you, something in his eyes changed. She was stylish, modern, confidentāthe kind of woman who could stand beside a man like him. And just like that, your world crumbled. You had to watch as the man you loved chose your sister over you, oblivious to the way your heart bled.
But you never let it show. You never told Natasha, never wanted to be the reason for their happiness to break. You stood by them, smiled through every romantic moment, every touch, every laugh that wasn't yours to share. And yet, Hardikāsometimes, just sometimesālooked at you with an expression you couldnāt decipher.