𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗧𝗼 𝗠𝗿. 𝗥𝗼𝘆

Anaya Thakur never imagined her life would turn into a chaos on her sister's wedding day. The eldest daughter of the Thakur family, Anaya was actually adopted child but very near to her loved ones. But fate, it seemed, had played very cruel.

Her sister, Aarohi, had dropped a bombshell just hours before the wedding that she was in love with someone else and pregnant with his child. Left with no choice but to protect the family's honor, Anaya was forced into the bridal seat.

As the rituals began, the weight of deception bore heavily on her heart. She looked across the sacred fire at Vihaan Roy, the handsome groom, his face serene with trust and dreams of a new beginning. He didn't know he was being betrayed by a family who had always been revered for their integrity.

But Anaya's heart clenched at the thought. Could something so broken ever be made whole?

When the truth unraveled at the Roy household later that night, the silence was deafening. Anger flared, accusations flew, and yet, bound by tradition and their rigid family code, they had no choice but to accept the union.

Vihaan, once calm and composed, now had a storm in his eyes. He turned to Anaya, his voice a blend with betrayal and hurt. "Tumne mujhe apne jhooth ka hissa kyun banaya? Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza mujhe kyun mil rahi hai?"

"Shaayad hum dono iss shaadi ke layak nahi the," Anaya whispered, her voice trembling but resolute, "par shaayad... ek din, hum isse layak ban jaayenge."

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"Leave me Vihaan ji, I am very busy!" Anaya sighed being annoyed with his tantrums.

Vihaan furrowed he brows while holding her pallu. "No-no, you didn't even spend time with me today!"

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