They were three brothers-hearts full of love, now fractured by tragedy. Ever since the day they lost their mother, their hearts have carried a quiet storm-grief buried beneath unspoken rage, all directed at the one man they once trusted most: their father. And yet, the father remains close-waiting in silence, hoping for a moment, longing for the day his sons will finally let him speak... to reveal the truth that's been buried beneath years of pain. Far away, a girl mourns the loss of her moth...

Enisha , a 3 year old who never saw the light of the sun ; never felt loved and never understood the meaning of family just because of someone's hatred towards her father .A girl who never saw her father or mother yet still craved their affection. what would happen when she runs away from her abuser and finally meets the family who thought she was dead. Would she be able to get over her past easily? or would it haunt her and stop her from seeing her family's love for her ?

I hadn't always dreamed of a man to sweep me off my feet and propose underneath the twinkling moonlit stars. Yet, I hadn't ever dreamed of a god in form of a man to knock me off my feet and practically reject me, a few days after being accused and punished for causing my parents' brutal murder. But, I had always expected one thing. A man, a god, a being of an extraterrestrial manner incorrigible to the mere mortals scattered around this wicked world we call ours. I had expected him. He is the...