Storii-girl!

  Prologue Ira Bansal lives in the soft spaces: cold coffee, sundresses, and the sweet scent of chocolate cake. She’s the girl-next-door heading to London to finally chase the boy she’s loved since they were twelve. But Miles Rodrigues is a storm of black and silver—rich, reckless, and emotionally distant since leaving India for the Scottish coast. To him, she’s the "little sister." To her, he’s the world. Enter Daniel Wright. blue, cream, and old-money silence. The best friend who notices everything Miles ignores. One flight from India to UCL. Three lives about to collide. Ira thinks she’s chasing a dream, but she’s about to learn that love isn’t a race you win just by showing up. ~ Chapter One ~ The cursor blinked on the 'University College London' portal, a rhythmic, taunting heartbeat against the white glow of the laptop screen. For Ira, the humid air of her bedroom felt suddenly heavy, thick with the scent of jasmine from the garden and the suffocating weight of ...

  being Stacey! There are moments in life when everything changes quietly — no thunder, no warning, no dramatic ending. Just silence, and then nothing is the same again. For Stacey, it happened on a humid July evening. Her father’s shoes still sat by the door, muddy from work. The TV was still on, her mother was still humming in the kitchen — and then the phone rang. She didn’t remember dropping the plate. She didn’t remember sitting on the floor. She only remembered her mother’s trembling hands, the way her voice cracked when she whispered, “There’s been an accident.” After that, time blurred. The funeral, the condolences, the empty words from neighbors who didn’t really know them — they all passed like static. Her father’s debts surfaced faster than their grief could fade. Men in dark shirts and quiet threats began showing up at their doorstep. Her mother’s health worsened. And Stacey found herself standing alone beneath the weight of everything her father had left behi...