Crazy scrubs of imagination.... Ashaangi OS. 💜

This is my first story. So please bare with my typos and grammar mistakes. This story revolves between Sri, Karthik, and Rithivin. There will be lot of twists and turns. But there is no villain in this story, as I wanted to just spread the positive vibes for readers who are reading this. This story is only my own imagination and am not impersonating anyone. All the readers please vote, comment and share with your friends and family. Thank you so much to all precious hearts for supporting me. THANK YOU!!!! :)

They were only supposed to be acting, it should all have been pretense, so how dare she fall in love. Falling in love wasn't part of the agreement, but she wasn't really put in a position to go against her heart, not with the way his eyes looked at her as if he could see through her like glass, definitely not with the way his touch set her body ablaze. he could never be her's even though she was already his, and she was ready to let go and forget about him forever but fate had other things in store for both of them *** A few more years and he would be a free man right, no more of this bondage called marriage? but why didn't the thought make him happy anymore. Why was he always thinking of that Godamn woman he pretends to be married to, why did her smile make him weak?