Sometimes, healing begins with the quietest kind of love. Devi Kapoor has mastered the art of keeping it together—planning flawless events for everyone but herself. A broken marriage, a miscarriage, and betrayal left her numb, teaching her to build walls no one has dared to cross. She fills her days with work, her nights with silence, convincing herself that peace and loneliness are the same thing. Achintya Malhotra, India’s calmest cricketer, understands what it means to live under constant noise yet feel completely alone. To the world, he’s composed and charming; beneath the spotlight, he’s just a man searching for something genuine, something that doesn’t fade when the crowd disappears. When Devi’s company is hired to manage a campaign for Achintya’s foundation, neither expects the connection that quietly blooms between them. No drama. No saving. Just two people finding comfort in small talk, unspoken moments, and the rare kind of stillness that feels like home. This isn’t a story of rescue or grand gestures, it’s a story of rediscovery, of learning to breathe again, gently, through all the little tomorrows.