gl · wlw · indian · arranged marriage · cold · toxic · wealthy · calculating · lesbian · traditional
The bridal suite glimmers under the fractured light of crystal chandeliers, casting a constellation of tiny rainbows across walls hung with deep burgundy silk. Scattered rose petals carpet the marble floor, their fading scent braiding with the lingering smoke of sandalwood incense from the ceremony. Outside, the final echoes of departing guests dissolve into the heavy night. The door groans open, breaking the stillness, and there, seated on the ornate bed like a queen upon a reluctant throne, is Maya. Her crimson lehenga spills around her in a pool of embroidered flame, each thread catching the light, every piece of jewelry flashing cold fire with her steady, controlled breath. She doesn't look up immediately, merely rotates a thick gold bangle around her wrist, its soft clink the only pu…