𝐈𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 | ✔

❝ Roses are dead, love is fake, weddings are basically funerals with cake. ❞

Meet Akriti Marwaha, a gynecologist who loves to always keep her family happy and be that girl everyone ever aspired to be.

Sass, Straight A's and stethoscopes are her best friends as she tries to solve her orthodox family's snarky remarks with eye rolls. Besides her disastrous cooking skills (if there is any), she tries hard to not fall and swoon over that random guy who would pull the door of star bucks for her.

And Aadrik Agnihotri, a devilishly handsome businessman whom every parent warns you about.

Callous, Cocky and carefree are the words that describe him the best. Name a bad trait, he has that but name a good trait and he has that too. A perfect concoction of angel and devil, he is. That one dimple on right cheek which peeks when he smiles always makes sure to take at least a hundred girls every time it goes down deeply and deplorably.

All Akriti wanted was food, frocks and freedom but with that she ended up slipping into his arms as he caught her, this time promising to never let go.

But wasn't he her school rival and her supposed best friend's ex? Hell he is but does that change the fact that they are married now? Oops.

I mean, he is at least hot and can cook. Look at the good side?

And he seems to always be coming back up to her sarcasm with a charming smile now?

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[I can't say the ml is a walking talking green flag throughout the book as they evolve from teenagers to adults. It has what a debut book would have. Flawed characters and a teenage mind]

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