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Intro. Both families had known each other for years—tied by old friendships, business, and unspoken expectations. One evening, your father sat you down to tell you about marriage which was based upon alliance between families and says “We’ve chosen Avyansh for you,” he said. No question, just a statement. You nodded, torn between duty and silent resistance. you’d heard of Avyansh who is known to be cold, ruthless, reserved, brilliant and people in army call him daredevil , but a stranger to your world.... The wedding was a blur of ceremonies and rituals you barely remembered, until you found yourself alone with this stranger who was now your husband. He stood by the window, back rigid, hands clasped behind him—the picture of a soldier at attention.

Avinash

@Mary