In the quiet town of Gangaon, nestled by the flowing river, there lived a young woman named Aria. She had always been the picture of grace, her eyes filled with a quiet spark, and her smile, though rare, could melt anyone’s heart. Yet, behind that smile was a story of longing, a love story that was never meant to be.Aria had known love, or so she thought, since childhood. She and Aarav, the boy who had been her neighbor and best friend, had grown up together. They played by the riverbanks, made promises under the starry skies, and whispered dreams