Mindymind77
"Shared bed. Locked heart."
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"_My shirt is on her body
Her walls are still up._"
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"_My husband holds the door.
My childhood holds me back._"
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A best friend vanished without a note years ago.
Now she's back - and she's turned Sumit's world upside down.
He tore the city apart searching for Janki when she disappeared without a trace. He never found her. Now he knows why.
Because she's not Janki anymore.
She's Jenny.
The girl who once hid behind thick glasses, a dupatta, and a messy bun is gone. In her place is a modern influencer with a camera-ready smile that doesn't reach her eyes. Confident. Stunning. Untouchable.
And sick. With a strange illness she hides from 50,000 followers, and from him.
Twisted fate doesn't care what they want. It shoves them into a contract marriage - one year, no feelings, no past. Just signatures to save his family's company and her brand.
But childhood love doesn't follow contracts.
Sumit never expected to get a second chance with the girl he couldn't say "I love you" to.
And Jenny - Janki - never expected to let him in while she's struggling to accept that some doors, once locked, should stay shut.
One house. One secret illness. One love they buried years ago.
The rules say "don't fall."
Their hearts didn't read the contract.