She was terrified of touch-flinching at even the gentlest brush, retreating from warmth as if it could burn her. To her, touch had always meant pain, a reminder of wounds too deep to heal. She built walls, convinced that no one could ever reach her without breaking her apart. But then came him. His touch wasn't forceful; it wasn't something to fear. It was patient, steady-like a quiet promise that she was safe. And before she knew it, the arms she once feared became the home she never knew she needed.

She lost her heart years ago. He locked his away after being betrayed. Their marriage wasn't meant to be a love story-just a quiet compromise between two broken souls. But somewhere between shared silences and unspoken glances, feelings begin to rise. Will love find a way between a woman still haunted by the past... and a man brave enough to wait?

Syllabus of Fate Manaswi and Aviraj - two people with completely opposite personalities, forced into marriage by family pressure. Neither wanted it, and on the very first night, Aviraj walked away, leaving behind silence and distance. But life has its own ways of bringing hearts closer. Slowly, through care, understanding, and unspoken emotions, they begin to see each other differently. What started as a forced bond turns into something beautiful a love built on respect, patience, and quiet affection. This is not a fairytale... it's a journey of how two people, once unwilling to even share a life, end up finding love in the most unexpected way. A story full of warmth, emotions, and the kind of love that grows with time. ❤️ How will their path align? what future holds for them? dive into the story to know further.... Because sometimes... fate knows what the heart needs, even when we don't. This story is all about what every old school girl like me want after marriage. There is No dark romance, No cheating, No separation, no unnecessary villain drama. JUST A COUPLE and their feelings towards each other🥹❤️

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

Riya... Just riya. No surname... the kind of woman who blended into the background yet still managed to command a quiet sort of attention. She spoke little, choosing her words carefully, never wasting them. For the past three years, she had been his personal assistant-efficient, smart, and unfailingly reliable. From not even knowing how to work a coffee machine to anticipating what Aarav wanted before he even asked-she had grown so much. To most people, she seemed simply reserved, maybe even distant. But there was a heaviness in her eyes, an unspoken story she carried in silence, waiting for the moment it could no longer stay hidden. --- Aarav Malhotra... a man people didn't argue with. CEO and director of his father's legacy company, he ran his office like a battlefield. Strict. Disciplined. Uncompromising. Mistakes weren't forgiven. Mediocrity wasn't tolerated. He was sharp, cold, and precise-a presence that demanded attention. Yet behind the suit and the stern expressions, there was another side to him. Around family, his walls came down. The sharp edges softened. He became gentle, caring, fiercely loyal. To most, he was unapproachable. But to the few he allowed close, he was everything he seemed not to be. --- What happens when aarav asks Riya's hand in marriage? Just for convenience? Would their story only be limited to convenience? Or will the two lives bloom into something beautiful? --- Age gap (6 years) Arranged marriage Trauma healing Slow burn