His Forever Devotion

Two wandering stars collided, pulled into the same orbit, bound together for a lifetime they never chose.

I never asked for a husband.

He never asked for my love.

When I was forced into an arranged marriage with Advait Rajvansh, he made one thing painfully clear:

This marriage was nothing more than an obligation.

No love.
No expectations.
No promises.

So I made myself one.

Survive.

Keep my head high.
Guard my heart.
And never mistake kindness for affection.

But staying away from him became impossible when he was everywhere.

At midnight dinners.

Across the room with those unreadable eyes.

Standing outside my bedroom door after every nightmare.

Slowly, silently, becoming the safest place I'd ever known.

The rules were simple.

No love.
No feelings.
No strings.

Then why did every passing day make it harder to remember they were only rules?

Because somewhere between stolen glances and unspoken promises, one of us was bound to fall.

I was just terrified it would be me.