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When Sejal's sister, Meera, vanished on her wedding day with the stern CEO Rishabh, Sejal unexpectedly stepped into her sister's shoes as his forced wife. Sejal felt nervous around Rishabh due to his intense demeanor an...
The air was heavy with the scent of jasmine and roses, mingling with the soft strains of traditional sitar music drifting through the open courtyard. Sejal's heart fluttered nervously in her chest as she sat in the ornate bridal chamber, surrounded by the vibrant hues of her bridal saree. She stole a fleeting glance at herself in the mirror, her reflection shimmering with a myriad of emotions.
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Her gaze shifted to the grand courtyard where the wedding rituals were about to commence. Rishabh, the man she barely knew, was to become her husband today. It was a forced marriage, an arrangement made by their families, and she had resigned herself to her fate.
As the sacred hymns began to fill the air, she felt a gentle hand touch hers, sending a jolt of electricity through her. She stole a glance to her side, and there was Rishabh, his dark eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before he looked away. It was a fleeting touch, barely a brush of skin against skin, but it sent a rush of butterflies through her stomach.
The rituals continued, the pandit's chants filling the air, and Sejal and Rishabh found themselves standing side by side, their hands occasionally brushing against each other as they performed the sacred vows. Each touch sent a thrill through Sejal, igniting a warmth in her heart that she couldn't quite explain.
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Rishabh's gaze met hers again, and she felt her face flush with a sudden wave of shyness. His intense gaze seemed to pierce through her, and she quickly looked away, willing her blush to fade. She knew him to be a playboy, with a flirty nature and a reputation that whispered through the gossiping winds. Yet, in this moment, she sensed a depth in his eyes that belied his cold, indifferent attitude towards her.
The photographers approached, their cameras ready to capture the traditional moments of the wedding ceremony. Sejal and Rishabh stood together, the weight of their intertwined fate heavy in the air. As the photographers directed them to pose, they felt the subtle pressure of each other's hand on their waist, and for a fleeting moment, the world around them seemed to fade away.
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