Description
If you’ve ever fallen for someone who gave you the bare minimum, welcome to the club. I am Riya. The girl who could turn a “hey” into wedding bells, a small kindness into destiny, and the wrong men into main characters they never apply to be. But when the breakup hits, it shakes more than just my heart. It forces me to meet the parts of myself I keep running from, and to question the stories I’ve been writing in the name of love. So eventually, even I have to stop and ask myself: If every disaster feels familiar, am I choosing love or just the same story in a nicer packaging?