She stepped into the sacred river to disappear. But the Ganga carried her somewhere she never expected- not to die, but to begin again. Dr. Tvarita was the girl who never asked for help. Calm. Brilliant. Unbreakable. A healer by trade, holding everyone else together-until one final tragedy shattered what little she had left. That day, something broke inside her that couldn't be stitched back. So she walked into the water, numb and hollow, asking for nothing. And the river answered. She wakes in Dwapar Yuga. A time of legends. A world on the verge of war, where gods still walk among men and the Mahabharata has yet to unfold. But she isn't here for fate. She isn't here to save anyone. She was brought here because someone saw her pain. Krishna. God, trickster, seer of all things. He doesn't offer prophecy or glory-only a second chance. "The world may not need you. But you still deserve to live in it." Tvarita doesn't want that life. Not after everything. Not after what happened. She'll move forward, rebuild, maybe even survive. But she refuses to feel. Refuses to care. And she'll never love again. But destiny is not a contract-it's a tide. And when two souls cross her path- One, burning like fire. One, waiting like thunder. -she finds herself drawn into a story older than memory, filled with divine politics, forbidden longing, and truths that even the gods don't speak aloud. Because she's still broken. And in this world, even broken things can be sacred. ⸻ For readers of myth, longing, and slow-burning love. A lyrical, emotional epic of second chances, sacred wounds, and the one heart that follows us across lifetimes.