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The buried memories echoed through the closed doors of the hallway as Aarunya tried her best to block out all of those painful memories.
Silent.
It was all silent.
But Aarunya's heart was anything but that.
All the Buried memories screamed through the closed doors of her heart.
She could hear her screams and cries every time she was tortured inside the closed doors of this same hallway.
The same place where she had been slapped by Trayaksh for the first time in her life.
It was the first day of her marriage at this Mansion and the forced bride who was adorned in precious jewelleries along with the traditional wedding lehenga was terrified at even the idea of what her future would hold.
The lavish Mansion seemed like hell, a cage where she would be trapped forever.
An eighteen year Old Aarunya was welcomed by her mother in law who scowled at her, looking at her with disgust as if she was a dirty worm waiting to be crushed under the feets of the Rajputs.
Trayaksh only had his mother in the name of family and why won't he?
After all, his whole family was killed brutally in an accident.
Accident....
A murderer....
A plot to destroy the Rajputs...
And the culprit was her own father.
She shook her head off remembering how she refused to believe their words, how she argued with Trayaksh's mother and that's when she received a hard slap for the first time in her life by her own Husband when she Called his mother a liar.
A slap.
Her wedding gift.
"So how many years has it been since we're married?"
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