"please... treat her well. That's all I'm asking. Respect her, care for her. I know it's not fair, not to you or her, but this is fate. You were both caught in the middle of it. What's done is done now. she's in our home now. Our responsibility. And I just-" her voice broke slightly, "I just want to know she'll be safe with you." For a long moment, he didn't say anything. When he spoke, his voice was quiet. Even. Measured. "I'll respect her. I promise you that." He turned to look at his mother. "I will never mistreat her," he added after a beat. "That's the only thing I can promise right now." "That's all I ask." He nodded slowly. "I won't hurt her. Ever. But I can't give her... more than my respect."

Is it not love when the two made for one another find solace in each others' eyes? When they don't hurt but rather experience joy together? When they don't burn in the embers of their passion but rather enjoy its warmth? Is it still love if the two are so madly besotted with one another than they couldn't bear to hurt the other? Is it still love if it doesn't hurt? A different kind of love. A normal kind of love. For that which burdens the character of a woman, is not love at all. Following three couples as they not only navigate love, but honor, and pride as well.

This Story is about Nisha the young woman who is married to a introvert man Vedang they have been married for 11 years she was just 19 when she got married to him when he was 28 Nisha Vedang Vishwanathan she is the wife of Vedang Vishwanathan the rich business man with a lot of patience and arrogance fill in him he is man of words he never takes no as a answer if he wants it has be to his Nisha who was the mother of 3 children she is a very calm lady with maturity but she is lost in the role of mother daughter in law and wife she is woman who is craving the love of her husband she has always been a understanding wife always there to support him she knows he loves her but she wants him to express she was tired being the understanding one

In a world of glamour and deception, Vedansh and Yahvi find solace in each other. Their secret marriage becomes a refuge from the darkness. Their love becomes a whispered promise of hope. But as secrets and lies close in, their love is tested. Will their whispers of love be enough to overcome the shadows? Or will the world of secrets tear them apart?

After a traumatic first marriage left her body bruised and her mind in pieces, Maithili has built a world of silence. Isolated in her village, she avoids mirrors, voices, even her own name - afraid that one wrong move will make the pain return. When her worried parents consult an astrologer, they are told a second marriage might be her only path out of the shadows. Neil Chaudhary isn't looking for love. He's not against marriage - just never in a hurry for it. When he agrees to marry Maithili, he expects nothing more than civility and space. What he finds instead is a girl who flinches when he speaks too loud. A wife who won't say his name. And a story written in silence that pulls him in, piece by piece. As Maithili learns to breathe again, Neil learns what it means to wait for someone - and love, the kind that heals without hurting, begins to take shape. But can love truly heal the scars of the past, or is it simply a quiet way to survive? Tropes: Second chances • Traumatized FL • Green Forest ML • Past trauma • Arranged Marriage • City ML x Village FL 🏅#3 in wattpadindia 🏅#1 in greenflag 🏅#1 in healing

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Ayat Jahangir Malik - the apple of her parents' eyes, their only daughter and the most pampered soul in the entire family. With two elder brothers,she's been the center of attention her whole life - doted on by everyone, especially her parents, Jahangir and Tehreem. But everything changes after her grandfather's passing. His final wish? To see Ayat married to his son's middle child - Asfand Malik. Asfand is the definition of dependable. The kind of man who believes in quiet gestures and steady hands, not dramatic declarations. Reserved, focused, and a bit too married to his work. And Ayat? She thrives on affection. If she's talking and you're not looking, she'll stop mid-sentence and pout like a scolded toddler. So what happens when Mr. "Actions Speak Louder Than Words" is paired with Miss "Why-Aren't-You-Looking-At-Me?" Let the chaos begin.

In a house filled with traditions, expectations, and unspoken words, Fahad and Hadiya navigate the complexities of love, family, and second chances. Once childhood rivals, then reluctant partners in an arranged marriage, their relationship was never built on grand romantic gestures. Instead, it was forged through teasing, stubbornness, and a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to acknowledge-until everything fell apart. Yet, through distance and discord, Hadiya remains-a steady flame in the dark, a quiet force reminding Fahad that love isn't about grand gestures or perfect moments, but about choosing each other, over and over again. In a world where love is often loud, theirs is found in the quiet; in lingering gazes, in the warmth of shared spaces, and in the spaces between words. "Where the Candle Burns" is a story of love that flickers but never fades, of finding light in the darkest moments, and of two hearts learning that love isn't about falling-it's about staying.