Wedding Without Warning

Crush...to forced marriage to... Love??

Mayra × Vivaan

They were never meant to be anything.

They are attending an impossibly grand Indian royal wedding. Where days filled with mehendi-stained hands, midnight adult games, stolen glances, teasing words, and conversations that meant nothing... and everything at the same time.

Somewhere between rituals and silly games, they found themselves drawn into each other's orbit.
Not love.
Not desire.
Just something unfamiliar... quiet, confusing, and impossible to name.

Maybe it was curiosity.
Maybe it was crush.... Tiny!?
Maybe it was the beginning of a slow burn neither of them was ready to acknowledge.

But destiny doesn't wait for understanding.

On a wedding morning... under a mandap that wasn't built for their names
Mayra and Vivaan find themselves bound together by vows they never planned to take.

But after the wedding, nothing remains the same.
What once lived in stolen glances and quiet attraction is no longer gentle or unknown. The softness turns bitter, the curiosity into conflict. Attraction curdles into fury, and whatever once pulled them together now stands between them as resentment and hatred.

They don't know where this unexpected bond will lead them-

toward ruin,
toward love,
or toward something far more dangerous.