Bondita doesn't think much about Anirudh Roy Chaudhary. He comes back after years abroad, behaves well, speaks softly, and keeps to himself. There's nothing obviously strange about him. Except the way he looks at her. Not often. Just... long enough to make her wonder if she imagined it. She doesn't know what she ever did to stay in his mind. And the most twisting thing is, they stay in the same house. ⚠ I wrote this with care - please respect the effort and avoid copying or reposting.

Married as children, Anirudh and Bondita grew up under the same roof, tied together by a bond they never chose. Anirudh was given the freedom to study, to dream, to carve his own path. Bondita, however, was taught to obey, to remain within the confines of expectations she never agreed to. Years later, when Anirudh returns after years in the city, he finds a home that feels unfamiliar and a wife he no longer recognizes. The once-curious and lively Bondita is now quiet, distant, and carrying burdens she refuses to share. As the weight of unspoken truths and unfulfilled expectations press down on them, one thing becomes clear-their story is only just beginning. (INSPIRED BY BB BUT STILL VERY MUCH DIFFERENT)