It is a story set up in 1990's... Sudha is a very beautiful, kind and honest girl. she has all the qualities a girl should have to get married. but sadly her marriage is not getting fixed. all the suitors come, see and then reject her. Why? what is the reason for the rejection when she is perfect? " I guess you know what this means? " he asked slowly coming near her. she nodded her head but she didn't know what awaited her later. she was now trapped by the wall behind. " tell me what you know about husband and wife? " he asked placing his hands on the sides of her face. she looked here and there not knowing what to answer. " look at me sudha " he said in a pleading tone which made her stomach twist in an unusual way. " I.. I ... " she stammered not knowing how to answer his question. " I am hearing sudha. tell me what you know? " he asked again making her uncomfortable by moving close to her. " I.. I do not...kn..know. that my friend was saying that husband and wife will have a different relationship than any others. I promise I really don't know what it means " she said while placing her thumb and index finger on her throat while he burst out loudly. she stood there confused until he calmed down. Sudha got married to Shyam after many rejections. but due to her probelm she always faces backlash. she is handicapped. yes she is born like that and she is often a laughing stock in front of people. Let's see how sudha will face this humiliation after marriage as before marriage she has been a part of disrespect and humiliation all the time. how is shyam going to help her? or will he really help her?

A love that waited too long... and let go anyway.....

Somewhere between grief and hope, there was Rosè

Glimpse : - Raj has always hated responsibility. He grew up seeing betrayal, control, and neglect, he doesn't believe in marriage or family life. He lives alone, earns just enough for himself, and likes it that way. The idea of being a husband or father scares him. He never wanted to marry, but now he finds himself trapped in a wedding he tried to escape. He has no expectations from this marriage and plans to stay distant. Avni's life has been full of comparison and sacrifice. She is a twin, and her sister Disha has always been favored and given everything first. She grew up in her sister's shadow, getting hand-me-downs and being overlooked in studies, looks, and skills. When her sister's wedding ran into problems because of dowry, Avni was suddenly offered as a replacement bride to save her sister's marriage . She felt trapped again, and forced to compromise her happiness for others.... RAJ x AVNI ♡ Strangers to partners to lovers ( first 6 chapters are boring )

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.