Once a model the world adored, Ishan now lives in the silent corners of a sprawling house, raising a child who isn't his by blood but entirely his by heart. His husband, Hardik aka the country's cricketing hero, controls the home with soft words and invisible chains, leaving Ishan with the illusion of love and the reality of abandonment. Every tour takes Hardik farther. Every rumor cuts deeper. Every night stretches colder. And then... there's Shubman. A mutual friend, a teammate, and the one person who looks at Ishan like he's still worth something. What begins as quiet companionship during long IPL nights slowly becomes the lifeline Ishan never knew he needed. In Shubman's warmth, Ishan finds the courage to face the truth he's been breaking under: Hardik's betrayals aren't rumors - they're a pattern. When Shubman finally lays bare the evidence, Ishan's world shatters... but for the first time, he chooses himself. The divorce isn't loud; it's devastatingly quiet. Co-parenting twists every wound deeper. Healing feels like walking barefoot over old glass. Through the chaos, Shubman stays not as a replacement, not as a savior, but as the only home Ishan has left. As the two men navigate heartbreak, custody battles, and the slow rebuilding of trust, they discover something unexpected: Love isn't loud. Love isn't flawless. Love is choosing someone in the quiet, over and over again. This is a story of escape from subtle abuse, the messy truth of infidelity, found family, healing that takes time, and a romance born not from desperation but from finally being seen.

What happens, when the video of Ishan congratulating hardik goes viral on the internet. what happens when fans start shipping these two. And one of them finds out about the shipping thing. Will love bloome between the fan made ship? Or will it sink like any other ship? . . Updates will be a Lil slower, since I am writing another story as well.

𝔄 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯. 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔶. Ishan never expected his life to change with one sentence-"You will marry Hardik." A childhood promise forces him into marriage with Hardik. While Ishan resists, Hardik is ready to make it work. Living together is awkward, their friends keep teasing, and their families act like this was always meant to happen. But love isn't supposed to happen in an arranged marriage... right? Join their journey. 《This story is fictional. It has nothing to do with the persons in real life》 ♡ Share your thoughts in the comments!! ♡ Loved the chapter? A vote would mean the world!! ~Hope you enjoy

As time rolls around, 2 people who might have always admired each other, find out the underlying thought of each other. It took a long time ,and what is it worth at the end?

*a flourishing love story. *a not so small tragedy. *love forgotten and erased. *will destiny change? *will the things twist and turn to get back into the flow? *will the string be detached? Forever? It's more than just a love story.