A Silence Marred By Vows
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Last published Sat, Mar 15, 2025
She was silence.
He was chaos.
Bhavya Naidu, the quiet girl with walls built so high that no one dared to climb. A woman who spent her life hiding in the background, away from messy things like emotions, love, and dreams. Her world was calculated, controlled - until life threw her into a storm she couldn't handle alone.
Manish Rao, the man who could charm the world with his smile, but behind that laughter was a man running from shadows of his own. The last thing he wanted was a real relationship - until he realized that a marriage on paper might be the only way to claim what was rightfully his.
Two people - complete opposites - forced into a marriage neither of them wanted.
A deal sealed with a handshake and a timeline. One year.
No feelings.
No attachments.
Just a solution to both their problems.
But life had other plans.
Because how do you stay unaffected when late-night arguments turn into vulnerable confessions?
When the one person you thought was impossible to love becomes the only person you can't live without?
In a world where love was never part of the plan - could pretending to be husband and wife become something dangerously real?
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