Hi everyone This my 1st novel I hope you will provide your opinion with me

This story is purely based on mine imagination. This story is not based on any religion and ritual and not to hurts anyone's feeling. in This plot may become boring but I will try to write as much as possible in interesting way.

Thank you

Hi guys myself Ishani from Tamil Nadu where home feels like a jail and same goes for college also. This morning I woke up and saw the message texted by my favorite person 😍 after a long period of time and only to get broken 💔 in the early morning because he said that he was engaged to his ex GF while lying to me that his grandmother dead, so I can't call you or text you, wait for me, I will text you, so this is the fruit of waiting HHH WTF ya I know I should cry, but no tears are coming because all those years what I like will not happen to me, I think this is also one of them I just disappointed that he didn't even call me to tell this thing. Anyway I came home last Friday for my summer vacation I really hate this holiday now not going anywhere and if going to shop my appa will tag along so literally no privacy for me apart from my brain😅😅. I'm studying B.Sc. nursing final year only 6 months left for my course completion. Bye guys I'm going grandpa house Tata.

After 6 months I have completed my course and vacated my hostel and come to my home

I contact my old friend to take exam in an organization they will support and guide you.

The friend is my park friend I have met him in shop and exchanged numbers while shopping the vegetables. He helped me to improve the vocabulary and boost up my confidence. My parents didn't know that I'm speaking to a boy if they got to I'm dead meat.

One evening I'm speaking to him his name is Kathir I was caught by my mother somehow I was hurt by her words but ok fine I know that apart from your own money you can't do anything. Some nights I miss him (ex Mr. A)

(I don't wanna tell his name just we can call him Mr. A )

I got a fight with. My parents appa hits me and told me that so your wish to roam around the place with your so-called friends rather than your parents uh. I felt like heavy rock in my throat, the pillows know the tears and the darkness witness my pain....i slowly asleep while thinking so much...

Next day the organization send someone to inquire about me in college and house the college said that she is very good girl and helping mind one. The another person came to my house and called me Miss. Ishani

Yes sir I'm ishani, happy morning sir what can I help with you, he said before we send you to aboard we need you to learn something, and you must. But sir.... my family is not willing with this arrangements' sir.

Try to make them understand Ishani because it's very important too. Yes sir, thank you…

What should I do to make them agree for this😖😖