The stand in wife

Samira Sharma disappeared just hours before our wedding, leaving me-Aarav Raichand-standing at the altar. In my world, betrayal is a debt that must be paid, and the Raichand name will not be sullied by her cowardice. When her younger sister, Anya, is forced to step into her place, I marry her without a second thought. I don't care who stands beside me, as long as the ceremony is completed.

Anya is nothing like her sister. She's quiet, obedient, and too soft-spoken to challenge me. A perfect stand-in. I have no interest in her beyond the vows we exchanged. This marriage is a matter of honor, not affection. But she will learn to play her role-my wife, in name and duty.

I, Anya Sharma, never imagined my life would come to this. I've always been invisible, the girl no one noticed, overshadowed by Samira's beauty and confidence. But when she ran, I was thrust into her place, wearing her bridal dress and speaking vows meant for her.

Aarav is a man of ice-calculating, ruthless, and utterly indifferent to me. To him, I'm a tool to preserve his family's honor, a name on a marriage certificate. But what he doesn't see is that I'm not as fragile as he thinks. I've spent my life surviving in the shadows. I know how to adapt. I know how to endure.

He may think I'm weak. But I'm about to show him how wrong he is.