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"When fate brings them together in the most unexpected way, Aarohi and Dhruv find themselves trapped in a marriage neither wanted. From bitter misunderstandings to heart-wrenching conflicts, they are both torn between their own...
"Sanson ki mala pe simrun main tera naam." _______________________________________
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𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.......
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The lavish Malhotra mansion stood silent, the echoes of the wedding fading away as the heavy doors closed behind them. Dhruv strode into the foyer, his posture taut with anger and confusion. The bride-whoever she was-stood awkwardly by the entrance, her eyes darting around the opulent room.
As the tension thickened in the Malhotra mansion, Dhruv's family and a few members of Sarah's family, who had rushed over after the wedding, crowded into the grand living room. Confusion and murmurs filled the air, everyone casting skeptical glances at the girl.
"What the hell is happening here?" Dhruv's words cut through the silence, his tone sharp enough to make even the bravest in the family flinch.
"Shant ho jaao, Dhruv," a voice finally broke through the charged silence. Aayushman Singhania, Dhruv's childhood friend and the only person who dared to speak to him with such ease, stepped forward. His calm demeanor, in stark contrast to the tense energy in the room, was the only thing that could reach Dhruv in moments like this.
