SAMIRA- THEIR BROKEN SHERNI

The innocent, selfless girl had known nothing but silence and shadows. From the very moment she opened her eyes to the world, she was greeted not with love but with cruelty. Every day, every hour, the words pierced her like thorns— “Burden.” “Useless.” “Unwanted.” They echoed louder than any lullaby, louder than any prayer of comfort. For fourteen years, she carried those labels like shackles, wearing a smile that never reached her heart. She accepted the harshness as her truth, convincing herself that perhaps this was what life had chosen for her. But deep inside, the wounds bled silently. And then came the day that changed everything. The family she had desperately tried to please—the ones she called her own—abandoned her. They left her behind at an orphanage as though she were nothing more than a mistake they were finally erasing from their lives. She stood there, a fragile figure watching the backs of those who were supposed to protect her, feeling the final thread of belonging snap apart. She broke that day. Shattered into a thousand pieces. Yet, strangely, she did not collapse. Through the ruins of her pain, she clung to the only thing she had ever trusted—her faith. She whispered to the heavens, to the God who had been her only companion, begging for strength, for light, for some sign that her existence wasn’t meaningless. And then, when the darkness seemed ready to consume her whole, fate stepped in. Her life twisted in a way she could never have imagined. Samaira was adopted. Not by a gentle mother or a warm, smiling couple—but by a man who carried storms in his very eyes. Jayveer Rathore. A towering, intimidating figure, his very name sent tremors through boardrooms and back alleys alike. Once the most feared Mafia King, now a ruthless businessman, he was a man people bowed before—or ran from. His presence was both protection and threat, an empire in flesh. But Jayveer did not come alone. He came with his five sons. Five men who were every bit as cold, fierce, and dangerous as their father. Each one bore scars of their own, hidden beneath intimidating exteriors, aggressive tempers, and a ruthless determination to keep the world out. To them, weakness was an enemy. And Samaira? She was the very embodiment of everything they did not understand—fragility, innocence, softness. Would they accept her, or crush her spirit even further? Could a girl who had been abandoned by blood truly find a family in those whose veins carried none of hers? Or perhaps… could her gentle heart be the key to melting theirs? Samaira’s journey is one of pain and healing, of despair and hope, of searching for love in places where love had long been forgotten. It is the story of how sometimes the family we are born into can break us, but the family we find—the family of the heart—can rebuild us stronger than ever. "A tale of scars, of healing, and of discovering that family is not defined by blood, but by love that flows where it is least expected." —Samaira --- ✨