He Was Never Mine - After The End

"Don't act like this marriage doesn't mean anything," Myra snapped.

Advait leaned back slightly, arms crossing over his chest, his expression unreadable as ever.

"It doesn't mean anything," he said calmly. "It's a contract. A formality. Nothing more."

"Really? Then why are you running away from the truth?"

"I'm just not getting attached to something that was never real." His tone even

"Then why do you care?" she asked, quieter now but far more intense. "Who I talk to, where I go... why does it bother you if this is all just nothing?"

His jaw tightened. "It doesn't bother me."

"Liar."

Silence followed.

"You say this marriage means nothing," she continued, "but you're the one reacting to everything I do."

For the first time-He faltered.
"That's different," he said, but the conviction was gone.

"How?"

He opened his mouth-then closed it again.
Because he didn't have an answer.

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Myra Ranawat was never the girl who stayed.

She was the warning.The chaos. Unapologetically destructive when pushed too far-she didn't break, she burned everything down.

Until one night changed everything.
One decision. One mistake she could never take back.

Years later, she isn't the same. The confidence still lingers, the sharp tongue still cuts- but the spark is gone.
Her world has turned quieter.

Until it shatters again.
A father she had only just started to love... taken from her without warning.

And this time, she has no fight left.
Only a choice that isn't really a choice.

A deal.
A marriage.
Not out of love. Not out of hope. But survival.

Advait Raichand-cold, silent, powerful. A man who doesn't need to raise his voice to be obeyed. At just twenty-eight, he holds authority most can't challenge, a man who believes control is everything.

He doesn't believe in emotions. She doesn't believe in dependence.

Two people, bound by a contract neither of them wants-yet neither can walk away from.