58 Phần Hoàn tất On a lavishly decorated altar that diverged luxury, two people exchanged their wedding vows.
One was adorned in a stunning red lehenga while the other in a simple blue kurta, in fact, looking more like a friend than the groom.
Yet Shraddha-the bride, like any typical Indian bride, was excited about starting her new life even though it was an arranged marriage.
When the ceremony ended, Pandit Ji instructed Anand- the groom to apply vermillion to her forehead.
Shraddha smiled shyly while he leaned to smear it on her.
Anand is a renowned doctor who is twice her age and secretly harbors a deep, inexplicable hatred for her.
But why?
Just when the vermillion touched her forehead, a deafening explosion shook the hall and decorations started crashing to the floor making the guests scream and scatter in panic.
Amidst the chaos, Anand saw the altar starting to collapse but he turned and fled, leaving Shraddha behind in it. He didn't care if she lived or died because he only wanted to escape the burden he had been forced to accept that is, her!
Shraddha saw him running away with the priest. She tried to stand, but her lehenga got caught on a nail, trapping her.
The next morning, after what should have been their wedding night, Anand's cold words shattered whatever hope she had came with. He made it clear he would never touch her, not even to save her life. His heart, he said, would always belong to his late wife.
