Is it possible for a single mother, who has got her heart broken twice, to fall in love again, that too with a woman? 

Alizeh Brown is whipped by a sudden new feeling that blooms in her heart. 
She has crossed the marriage age in the blink of an eye. Living with a conservative family, she was bound to fulfill their all expectations and follow the girl being a good girl. But as they say, rules can’t tie up the rulers. Alizeh has not only broken their expectations and promises to be a good girl, but also broke society's stereotypes.

She has looked at everything as a challenge to conquer. As her family starts putting pressure on her to get married, Alizeh has accepted this challenge as well. She has gone far beyond love already but there’s someone who has been able to plant the seed of love in her life again. No matter how many men crossed her path, she realized what she truly yearns for in her life. 
Every time she has met HER, a fountain of seven shades of colors drenched her in unconditional love. 

Now she has to accept her newfound self as well as tackle rigid expectations of her family. Will she be able to stand on her choices made upon her sexuality and choose a life she wants?

Seven Shades Of Alizeh

When I got back home I thought Kiara must have reached yet but from outside I heard loud noises of rock music. I entered the flat and saw Macmillan dancing with Kiara along with Anna, and Sofia. Bella was sitting on the couch enjoying the scene. While Olive has also been here. Her belly bump looked bigger than usual. 


I turned off the music. Everybody looked at me. I folded my hands over my chest, glaring at all of them angrily. 


"Hi" Anna waved at me. "I have some work I will go and check" she walked out of my flat. Behind her Sofia too left. Bella got up laughing at me. 


"You gotta be kidding me. You are with Macmillan? He is a crazy funny guy, '' I looked at her blankly as she talked. I know he is crazy, beyond what I could think. 


"Okay, it's my cue to leave," Bella muttered while getting up and walking out of my flat. 


Now only Olive remained. She was gasping for breaths sitting on the couch. I moved my focus to Macmillan. 


48. Family