In the heart of Delhi’s glittering elite, Aarav Mehra has everything—wealth, power, and the future of his family's empire in his hands. But behind the designer suits and glass towers lies a heart that once beat for something simple, something real: Rhea Sharma.
She was everything he wasn’t. Fiercely independent, emotionally raw, and delightfully chaotic. A girl from a middle-class world who hated rich boys and yet unknowingly became the only story he ever wanted to write.
Their love bloomed quietly—through poetry scribbled in second-hand books, late-night noodles, and rooftop promises under fairy lights. But time, pride, and fate had their own plans.
Ten years later, on the night of his engagement, Aarav stands alone at his window, holding a faded silver bracelet—the last piece of a love that never left, and the memory of a girl who taught him that even winter can make lilies bloom.
A bittersweet romance laced with humor, heartbreak, and hope—this is the story of a love that never died, but maybe… wasn’t meant to live.