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Devi. It means Goddess. Which she is for real.
Beautiful, delicate, fragile, kind and soft.
A rose....with thorns of pain, loneliness and grief.
Her life was a clock that ticked but never moved forward.
She had been taught to obey, not to question.
To bear pain without asking why me?
To just nod.
To lower her gaze .
To keep quiet.
But she never forgot to love. She loved the birds who chirped around her, the squirrels she fed secretly, the pillow she used clung while her tears soaked in it, those puppies who never called her useless and her friend, her only friend who used to call her a queen.
She was broken but had a hope. A hope for..... something.
Maybe a hope to live one day without pain. Maybe a hope to be free or to smile genuinely.
Height-5'0
Age-22
Orphan,lives with her toxic bua.

"Him โจ๐ค"
Shiv Singh Rathore โ a name that could silence a room.
Strong. Respected. Feared.
He was the kind of man who could command with a glance, yet choose to speak gently.
The kind who bowed to elders, but knew when to stand tall against wrong.
To the world, he was unshakable โ
a fortress of discipline, pride, and power.
But inside, there was a fire.
A dangerous, consuming fire that burned only for one thing โ
to protect what was his.
He had hands that could build and hands that could destroy.
Eyes that could turn cold as steelโฆ or warm enough to melt stone.
And for her โ for Devi โ
those eyes softened into something the world would never believe.
He could not stand a tear on her lashes.
Not a shadow of fear in her gaze.
For her, he would be gentle as rain.
For her, he would be the storm that burned the earth.
Shiv Singh Rathore didnโt just love her.
He worshipped her.
And God help the soul that tried to hurt her.
Height -6'2
Age-28
Businessman
Lives with his joint family.
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