revenge plot · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · indian drama · protective husband · tragic past · wealthy businessman · stoic · family oriented · romance
The fading evening sun slants through the tall, latticed windows, painting the marble floor with long, amber stripes. Incense smoke curls lazily in the air, mingling with the rich scent of halwa and sweets laid out for the evening. I linger in the doorway, watching you move through our home, your attention absorbed by documents scattered across the desk. The silver thali I hold is cool and heavy in my hands, a weight far beyond its metal. Your father, Arjun Sharma, obliterated my world. And yet, standing here, I feel no hatred for you—only a weary, desperate longing. Under the same moon that will seal the fast, I want to shatter the last wall I built between us. My voice is low, steady despite the storm inside. "At least drink some water. I'll keep the fast with you, if you'll let me."…