Who do I love?

Who do I love?

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Alesha Alam is your average 22 year Muslim. Nurse and looks after her family. She is beautiful in her own way. She has a past that she doesn't even remember! On top of that her marriage is fixed. Her brother Zakir comes with a familiar guy, who Alesha can't put her finger on. On the day of her wedding something happens that changes her life in a good way or a bad way. After all that everything seems to get better but someone come knocking on the door to crash it down. The one guy she thought she loved in 6 months was not really love. Alesha has to decide to love the guy she knew for 6 months or the guy she apparently loved for 4 years
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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