Dr. Sarah Krishnamurthy and Dr. Arjun Subramanian-two brilliant, hot headed individuals with a past that refuses to stay buried. Back in their medical college days, Sarah, the junior, gathered the courage to confess her feelings to her charismatic senior, Arjun-only to be rejected by him.
That moment shattered something in her. She built walls, turned reserved, and focused solely on her career.
Years passed. Now a respected cardiologist Sarah's life takes an unexpected twist when her grandmother sets up an arranged alliance-only to find the groom-to-be is none other than Arjun.
She agrees to the proposal, silently fulfilling her grandmother's wish, while Arjun, now matured and haunted by the past he never quite understood, agrees for a different reason.
This marriage brings them under the same roof, but not only with sparks but also both of love and fights. Their home becomes a field of sarcasm, silent treatments, fiery arguments, and accidental moments of intimacy.
Despite the endless fights, neither of them can deny the magnetic pull between them.
They slowly shed off each other's layers-revealing vulnerabilities, regrets, and truths never spoken.
Amidst the chaos, one thing becomes clear:
They can't live with each other. But they can't live without each other either.
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𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐒.'
Naomi Beaumont and Evelyn Winslow swore they were finished. Four years of silence should have buried what they once had-what they should never have had.
Naomi, now a sharp-tongued doctor in Los Angeles, hides behind her career and the fortress of the Beaumont empire. Love is dangerous, and she refuses to touch it again.
Evelyn has stayed in her home town with her 'husband' and two daughters, building a life that looks perfect from the outside, even if her heart is still chasing ghosts.
When Naomi's younger sister invites them both to her wedding in Italy, fate places them side by side for an entire month on a cruise. Amid the vineyards and narrow streets, beneath starlit skies and whispered family secrets, old wounds reopen-and old desires spark to life.
They promised themselves the past was behind them. But some loves don't fade.
Some loves bloom again, like butterflies-fragile, inevitable, and impossible to ignore.