As the soft morning sun filtered through the curtains, the golden rays fell gently on Kaira Rajput’s serene face, casting a warm glow that only seemed to enhance her beauty. Her long, dark hair spread across the pillow, and her face was peaceful in slumber, with a slight smile curving her lips as if lost in a pleasant dream. The soft light made her look almost ethereal, like a painting brought to life.

Outside her room, her mother, Sumitra Akhilesh Rajput, quietly opened the door. In her arms, she held little Yuhaan, Kaira’s one-year-old nephew, affectionately called Chiku. His wide, curious eyes sparkled with mischief, and his tiny body wriggled with excitement. It was Kaira’s first day at college, and Sumitra didn’t want her daughter’s laziness to make her late.