"π°'π ππ πππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ'ππ ππππππ ππ πππππ" They signed a contract but fate wrote the rest. People make deals. People break rules. And sometimes, people end up signing a marriage contract they definitely did not plan for. One wants a company, the other wants a dream. A year-long arrangement seemed simple enough-benefits all around, zero emotional attachment, and a clearly defined end date. What could possibly go wrong? Turns out, everything. Fake smiles, staged dinners, shared roof... suddenly "pretending" feels a lot less harmless, and "just business" starts to blur in the most inconvenient ways. Add a past that refuses to stay buried-love lost too soon, a heart that learned to armor itself-and a future that can't wait, and you've got chaos wrapped in tailored suits and violin strings. Love, it seems, has a funny way of ignoring contracts. And stubborn hearts? They don't read the fine print. β’β’β’β’β’β’ "ππ¨ π₯π¨π―π π¬ππ¨π«π’ππ¬, π«π’π π‘π?" "ππ¨π π’π§ ππ‘π’π¬ π₯π’ππππ’π¦π."
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