Diya Mehta loves her simple life, which is full of quiet joys and big dreams.
However, things get out of hand when she has to become a replacement for her cousin Riya, who ran away.
Diya gets married to Rishabh Singh Rathore all of a sudden, a ric...
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I woke up to the gentle rays of the morning sun peering through the drapes of our suite in Dubai.
The room was empty, echoing a sense of emptiness.
The rays of the sun kissed my face in the morning.
Rubbing my eyes with my fists, I sat up straight on the bed.
In this room, I'm by myself.
Rishabh isn't present.
I had a great day seeing Dubai with Akaash yesterday after lunch.
In the evening, I was dropped off at the hotel by Akaash.
He couldn't stay with me much longer since he truly needed to return.
It doesn't matter because my work is done, I got what I want.
Finally, *deep breath*.
As for Rishabh, I hadn't seen him since the last lunch, yesterday.
He texted me to let me know that he was okay and that he had an urgent business matter to attend to.
I wouldn't have been worried even if he hadn't texted me.
Maybe, *sigh*.
Oh god, I don't know but I am feeling skeptical.
Rishabh doesn't deserve this, but this is good for him and especially for me.
