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✨ Chapter 1: Scholarship, Slaps & Drama
The story begins in a simple, slightly chaotic home—where peace was rare and drama was free.
Our female lead rushed inside, holding a letter like it was a golden ticket. Her face was glowing with excitement, and she was practically bouncing.
"Mom! Mom! Listen to me!" she shouted.
Her mother, who was busy in the kitchen, didn't even turn around.
"What happened now? Did you break something again?"
"Not this time!" she said proudly. "I got a scholarship!"
Now her mother turned.
Slowly.
Suspiciously.
"A scholarship?" she repeated. "And we didn't fill out any forms… so where did this magical scholarship come from?"
The girl smiled nervously. "I… applied myself."
There was a pause.
A dangerous pause.
Slap.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" her mother snapped. "Now you'll make big decisions without telling us?"
The girl held her cheek, shocked. "Mom! At least hear me first!"
"Fine," her mother crossed her arms. "Tell me. Where is this scholarship? Somewhere in India, right?"
The girl looked down… then said quietly,
"…Italy."
Silence.
Complete silence.
Her mother blinked once. Twice.
"ITALY?!" she shouted. "You think I'll send you alone to a foreign country? No chance! Not happening! End of discussion!"
"Mom, please!" the girl held her arm dramatically. "It's a big opportunity!"
Her mother immediately played her ultimate card.
"Talk to your father. If he says yes, then I'll agree. If he says no… then my answer is also no."
The girl stepped back like she had just been assigned an impossible mission.
"Papa…" she whispered. "Level: Impossible."
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That evening, she entered the kitchen like a warrior.
"If convincing won't work… emotional blackmail with food will," she declared.
She decided to cook her father's favorite meal.
Big mistake.
Within minutes:
The vegetables were uneven
The salt was… questionable
And something was definitely burning
Her mother stood in the corner, watching like a silent judge.
"Need help?" she asked sweetly.
"Yes!" the girl said instantly.
"No," her mother replied calmly and walked away.
"Wow. Such support. Very inspiring," the girl muttered.
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Dinner time arrived.
Her father sat down, took one bite… and immediately stopped.
He looked at her.
Suspiciously.
"What do you want?" he asked.
She froze. "Can't I cook for you with love?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Not like this."
Caught.
She sat down and told him everything—the scholarship, Italy, her dreams.
He listened quietly… and then said,
"No."
Her heart dropped.
"Papa, please…" she said softly. "I won't be alone. My friend is going too."
As if perfectly timed, her friend and her parents showed up and supported her.
After a long discussion, emotional drama, and a lot of pleading…
Her father finally sighed.
"Fine."
For a second, she didn't react.
Then—
"REALLY?!" she screamed and almost hugged him to death.
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The next day: shopping.
Her mother suddenly became very active.
"If you're going to Italy, you need proper clothes," she said.
The girls were excited.
The mothers were enthusiastic.
And the fathers?
They were silently suffering.
"Why is everything so expensive?" her father whispered, holding a shirt like it was made of gold.
"I think my soul just left my body… along with my money," her friend's father added.
Meanwhile, the girls were happily picking outfits like fashion queens.
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Packing night was full of mixed emotions.
Excitement. Nervousness. A little fear.
And a lot of overpacking.
"Do I need 5 jackets?" she asked.
"You're going to Italy, not Antarctica," her friend replied.
"Still… just in case."
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The next morning was pure emotional drama.
Her mother cried non-stop.
"Call me every day! Don't forget! Eat properly! Stay safe!" she kept repeating.
It looked less like a trip and more like a farewell forever.
Her father stayed strong… at least on the outside.
At the airport, things got even more emotional.
Tears. Hugs. Last-minute advice.
But the moment she and her friend sat inside the airplane…
They looked at each other.
And suddenly—
"We're going to ITALY!!!" they whispered loudly, trying not to scream.
They were smiling, laughing, full of excitement.
A new life was waiting.
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Back at the airport…
Her father finally sighed, his strong expression breaking.
"She'll be okay… right?"
Her mother wiped her tears and nodded softly.
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And just like that…
her journey began. 🇮🇹✨
(But she had no idea… that Italy wasn't just waiting with dreams…
It was hiding secrets, danger… and someone completely unexpected.) 😈
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