Rasiya_isqh
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In the dim glow of the wedding chamber, his words fell like shards of glass, sharp and unforgiving.
"This marriage was arranged by my grandfather out of some foolish friendship, but I will never accept it," he declared, his voice cold as winter frost.
"Tonight, I'll leave this country and this farce of a marriage behind. I refuse to be trapped in a life I never chose."
Without a backward glance, he turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing like the final notes of a requiem. He left her there alone, abandoned, discarded as if she were nothing more than a relic of duty and tradition.
She sat unmoving, a silent figure draped in red and gold, the weight of her bridal veil a shroud of sorrow. Beneath its folds, unseen by any living soul, a single tear traced its path down her cheek a tear born of love unspoken, dreams unwoven, and a heart breaking silently in the night.
Her voice, barely more than a whisper, trembled with the ache of a soul left forsaken. "Bina Piya Ji, Mein kaise Jiyu?" The words hung in the stillness like a prayer to a merciless fate, fragile, desperate, and unanswered.
In that moment, the air grew heavy with unspoken anguish and the promise of a destiny forever altered by the cruelty of choices never her own.
This was not merely the end of a wedding night; it was the dawn of a battle between heart and fate, love and loss, with scars yet to be written upon the pages of her life.
This poignant moment marks the beginning of a journey filled with heartbreak, resilience, and the search for a destiny beyond the bonds of an unchosen fate...
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Tropes
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Royal Romance
Grumpy X Sunshine
Drama x Humour
forced Proximity
arrange marriage
Protective X Possessive
Unrequited crush
Princess and Director
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