Leena was a girl unlike any other — confident in her skin, proud of her curves, and carrying herself with a quiet strength that could not be ignored. With medium dark skin, medium curly hair, perfect lips, and big brown eyes that reflected her fiery spirit, she was both humble and fiercely determined.
Though she was not a teacher by profession, Leena had a natural talent for teaching. She never attended extra courses or joined postgraduate studies — she believed in learning on her own terms and helping others in her own way. Her strength was her independence, and she refused to be dependent on anyone else.
Leena lived happily with her family — her loving father, her mother who raised her, and her elder sister. Though her mother was not her biological parent, she was the heart of their home, guiding Leena with kindness and unwavering support.
The man Leena was about to be engaged to was the long-distance brother of her mother — a family connection she had accepted without question.
The morning of the engagement was filled with warmth and laughter in their cozy home. Leena sat in the kitchen, helping her sister wrap gifts, while her mother prepared snacks nearby.
Her father entered with a gentle smile, handing her a cup of tea.
"Leena, you're glowing today," he said quietly.
She smiled back, her eyes bright.
"I'm nervous, but excited. It feels like a new chapter."
Her mother smiled warmly.
"You've grown into a strong, beautiful woman. We're proud of you."
Her sister chimed in playfully,
"Don't forget, I'm still older! But you're the brave one."
They all laughed, sharing a moment of light-hearted joy.
Leena's heart felt full — this was her family, her home.
But just as the ceremony was about to begin, the garden suddenly fell silent.
At the gate stood a woman who looked like she belonged to a different world — fair American skin glowing under the sun, blonde and chestnut brown hair styled flawlessly, and dressed in sleek designer clothes that radiated power and sophistication.