Forgotten Strangers

Ayansh Arya was never the kind of man who fell in love overnight. To him, love was never a feeling that hit all at once, it was a decision he kept making, quietly, every single day, without expecting anything back.

So when his family arranged his marriage to Shagun Mehra, he didn't wait for her to catch up. He just started showing up for her, in his own steady, unhurried way.

Shagun stopped believing in love a long time ago. She's the kind of woman who laughs the loudest in any room and means every bit of it, but the moment it comes to her own heart, she shuts every door before anyone can even knock. This marriage is something she's doing for her family, not for herself. She isn't here to fall for anyone.

But Ayansh doesn't push. Doesn't demand anything from her. He just pays attention, notices things about her before she's said a word, understands her in ways that unsettle her more than they should.

And little by little, despite every wall she's spent years building, Shagun starts to feel something she swore she'd never let herself feel again.

Maybe love doesn't always arrive as a stranger asking to be let in. Sometimes it's already there, patient and quiet, waiting for you to finally see it.