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"𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚."
𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ
Her wedding day was supposed to be the beginning of forever.
But forever had other plans.
Shivangi Mishra was ready her heart full of hope, her family by her side, her life set on a path everyone had imagined. She was to marry Vikrant Mehrotra the elder son, the man chosen for her future. The guests had arrived, the rituals were ready, the air buzzing with excitement until he disappeared.
No explanation.
No message.
Just a void that spoke louder than any words ever could.
Whispers spread. Reputation teetered on the edge. And in that moment, a decision was made one that left Shivangi with no choice. She was married to Lakshay Mehrotra, the younger son, a stranger bound to her not by love, but by fate.
Lakshay had never imagined marriage in his carefully structured life. Tall, confident, and effortlessly charming, he spent his days balancing work, family duties. Marriage was never part of the plan, yet here he was, tied to a woman he barely knew. He didn't know whether to laugh, groan, or simply brace himself for the chaos she would bring into his life.
A bride with dreams interrupted.
A groom carrying unspoken questions.
A marriage that begins where another ended.
When hearts are forced together, can love find its way or will the shadows of the past refuse to release their hold?