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ANANYA

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ANANYA

My head was pounding like someone was beating it with a hammer, and my eyes felt heavy and unfocused. I slowly opened my eyes to take in my surroundings.

As my vision cleared, I realized I was in the same room I had been brought into earlier. The same room with the luxurious decor and king-sized bed.

I don't know whose room is this.

Arhan brought me to this room yesterday and left, I don't know if he came back or not.

I looked down at my body, feeling the softness of the fabric against my skin. It was such a contrast from the heavy lehengas and jewelry I had been wearing, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and comfort.

But as my eyes roamed over the night suit, it dawned on me-I couldn't remember who had changed me out of my wedding attire.

Did he changed it?

No Ananya it can't be him.

How did I even fell asleep?

I remember after Arhan left the room,I was sitting on the bed crying my heart out then one of the worker came poured water on the jug and left the room.

Then I drank the water.

I can't remember what happened after that.

My eyes fell at my dark stained mehendi, looking at it a chuckled left my mouth.
Because?

They say If your husband loves you very much the colour of mehendi comes out dark.

But my husband?

Who married me forcefully.

For Revenge.

Who despise me.

Still my mehendi came out dark.

What a stupid myth.

I don't why he is doing this.
That day when I confronted him he said he is just returning the favour my father did.

My father did what?

To him?

My eyes widened in shock and surprise as I saw the name "Arhan" tattooed on my hand.

I gasped out loud, wondering when this had happened and who had done it. I couldn't believe someone had marked my body permanently without my consent.

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