Fake Fiance(on hold)

Fake Fiance(on hold)

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Problem number 1 : My parents are after me to get married. I was tolerating them for a while but could not bear when they took me to meet a man for arranged marriage. The moment he told me that I was supposed to look after household I fumed up. Without a single word I stormed out of the restaurant with my confused and frowning parents following me. That night I had a heated argument with my father and mother and being impulsive I lied to them which lead to my next problem. Problem number 2: My imaginary fake boyfriend. I fed my parents with all sought of love story theories I had ever read or heard of. I told them I was in deep 'love' with a boy and don't want to go on seeing men for marriage. Initially they were taken aback. However unexpectedly to my horror the words that came out of my father's lips fell like thunder on my ears, "We want to meet him." I have to make some arrangement!!
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I got married today. Yes, you read that right. "Married." And the strangest part? I don't even know who I married. Not his face. Not his name. Not his voice. Just one undeniable truth-"I am his bride." Now, I sit here, draped in "red and gold", in a room that belongs to him-no, "to us"-waiting. Waiting for a man who is supposed to be "my husband", my partner, the one I am bound to by fate itself. The world outside is moving as usual-people laughing, families celebrating, the echoes of my wedding still fresh in the air. But inside this room, "time stands still". My heart pounds-"not in fear, but in a strange thrill." Who is he? What does he look like? What kind of man is he?

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