My fav fursonas

My fav fursonas

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"Fair skin. Sweet voice. Flat tummy. Shy and gentle." If that's the checklist for a perfect heroine, let me save your internet data. I scored a solid zero out of five. My name is Priya. I'm 25, dark-skinned, 62 kg, and have a voice so heavy that delivery boys call me "Brother" on the phone. I never expected love. I just wanted to work my government job in Madurai and live freely. But without warning, my traditional, horoscope-obsessed father dropped a bomb: I was getting married in exactly two weeks. I didn't even see the guy's face properly before the Thali was tied. Now, I am stuck with Varun-a 27-year-old child specialist doctor at Madurai GH. He has a brilliant, smooth accent, a cool attitude, and a dangerously short temper. He didn't want this marriage either. This isn't a fairy tale. It's a forced reality between two total strangers. Click "Read" to see if we survive each other.

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