Character one - Ayana Singhania.
Cast- Deepika Padukone.

Sometime in 2011...

Ayana's P. O. V

Everything around me is a blur. Just like my life. A sweet pain glides within my muscles, with every move I'm making.

The smell of the sea the only reminder of my surroundings, the crashing of the waves blocked out by the loud music blasting through my earphones.

People often tell me that I should leave my earphones when I'm on my early morning run, just so I can enjoy the waves.

Well, waves are good but what should I do with all the memories that come back with them?

My strides get longer and sweat continues to flow down my back while I see my balcony amongst the other balconies at a distance.

Ayana you're so lucky, you live across the sea.

It's the living dream of every citizen in Mumbai Ayana, to have a home like yours.

It's the Queen's necklace after all. People just don't give names like that. It's worth the praise.

It's so clean and the crowd is the best.

The last one has me mentally scoffing.

The art deco buildings were not the only identity of the buildings at Marine Drive. These buildings were symbols, symbols of wealth and sophistication. They were adored, envied and were probably everyone's secret desire.

Well for me? My home and my biggest nightmare.

My strides get shorter and eventually stop near the platform, right across the building housing my parent's apartment. I do my basic stretching, the magically line in vision.

The horizon. Where the land and sky meet. An illusion of perfection. An illusion everyone has at some point chased.

Fucking pointless.

With that, I turn around and walk away, from the sea and all its illusions.

The extremely short journey back to my parent's apartment is excruciating long for me, one that is filled with dread.

Fear of absolute bullshit and nonsense early in the morning, ruining the painfully acquired peace in my head.

I remove my shoes outside the door and carry them in my hands, unlocking the door with my key. I bend and drop the shoes in the lower most shelf and make my way to my room when the calamity happens.

"Look who's here, the Nawab of Mumbai," her shrill voice echoes in the silent air around me, making the sound even more nasty.

"Where's my chariot?" I retort before continuing to walk towards my room door. Her reply is quick and comes just when I'm near my door.

"Your parents didn't leave one behind for you when they abandoned you for the heavens," she says, hitting my weak spot. My fingers automatically tighten around the handle, picturing it to be her hand.

I clench my teeth and swing the door open and enter but not before giving her what she deserves.

"They should have taken you with them, aunt."

I bang the door and I can hear her blabbering outside my door.

Luckily, a few years ago, they found out something, something that would cost them alot.

To save their kind of calamity, their treatment had to alter. That's when I got my room.

Where I stay and block them out.

I feel strong vibrations on my leg and I pull out my phone to see its Krisanne, my best friend.

I almost feel a ghost of a smile on my face. Only three people have this effect on me, Vihaan and Krisanne my best friends and Carlos, my guardian outside my house. I live for these guys their the only ones who matter.

"Yeah?" I say and I'm immediately bulldozed by her on the other end.

"You're joking right?" I say, my breathing slowing down with dramatic effect.

"This can't be happening."

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