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PROLOGUE
Some stories begin with love.
Theirs began with a deception.
The wedding was never meant to be hers.
The bride sitting beneath the veil was supposed to be someone else. The families had prepared for months, the guests had gathered, and the media waited outside for the grand union between two influential families.
But when the sacred vows were exchanged, it wasn't the original bride standing beside Veeransh Thakur.
It was Aradhya Chauhan.
A woman carrying a shattered past.
A woman who had once loved and lost.
A woman whose entire world revolved around her little son.
And most importantly...
A woman who had no idea that the man placing sindoor in her hair had orchestrated every single moment leading to this marriage.
Because Veeransh Thakur never left things to fate.
Not elections.
Not power.
And certainly not the woman he had spent years trying to forget.
The same woman who once walked away from him, leaving behind unanswered questions, broken promises, and a misunderstanding powerful enough to destroy two hearts.
Years later, fate brought them together again.
Only this time, Veeransh wasn't willing to lose.
The cold and ruthless Chief Minister had arranged an entire wedding, replaced a bride, and altered countless destinies for one purpose-
To make Aradhya his wife.
But marriages built on secrets rarely survive the truth.
Especially when the bride is hiding scars of her own.
When the groom is consumed by old wounds.
And when a little boy unknowingly becomes the center of a war between love, revenge, and redemption.
She thought he hated her.
He thought she betrayed him.
And sometimes, the most dangerous misunderstandings are the ones created by the people closest to you.
This is not the story of a perfect love.
This is the story of a love that refused to die, even after years of separation, heartbreak, and betrayal.
And where two past lovers were forced to confront the truth they had spent years running from.