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A small glimse of their story
The sound of heavy footsteps made her breath hitch. She didn’t need to turn around to know it was him.
Shivaksh stood by the door, watching her. She was dressed in a deep red lehenga, her veil partially covering her face, and gold bangles adorning her wrists. The glow of the lamps reflected off her skin, making her look ethereal.
He took slow, deliberate steps toward her before crouching down beside her. "" Are you afraid ?" His voice was quiet, yet firm.
Isha clenched her fingers. "Is this necessary ?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Shivaksh tilted his head, watching her with an unreadable expression. "Shaadi ki hai aapse... farz nibhane ka iraada bhi hai." He reached out, his fingers brushing against hers. "Par jab tak tum chaho, tab tak yeh rishta sirf ek naam hi rahega."
(I have married you… and I intend to fulfill my duty. But until you are ready, this relationship will remain just a name.)
Isha's eyes snapped up to his, searching for any hidden motive, but all she found was patience. The ruthless prince whom everyone feared was sitting beside her, giving her a choice—a freedom she had never known.
A lump formed in her throat. "Aur agar main kabhi tayar na hui toh ?" she challenged, her voice wavering
Shivaksh’s lips twitched, as if amused. He lifted her hand, his rough fingers brushing over her mehendi-stained ones. "Toh main zindagi bhar intezaar karne ko tayar hoon."
For the first time since the wedding, Isha felt the weight of her fears lessen. She wasn't just a courtesan in a forced marriage—she was his wife, and he was willing to wait.
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