Her pov:-
They say every love story begins with something beautiful.
A smile across a crowded room.
A pair of eyes that meet for the first time.
A heartbeat that suddenly feels louder than it ever has before.
But not every story begins like that.
Some stories begin with silence.
The kind of silence that feels heavy in the air even when a room is full of people. The kind that wraps around your chest and makes every breath feel harder than the last.
Mine began on a day that was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.
The wedding hall was breathtaking.
Golden lights hung from the ceiling like small stars, filling the room with a warm glow. White flowers were arranged everywhere, their soft fragrance floating through the air. Music played gently in the background while guests chatted happily among themselves.
To everyone else, this was a celebration.
A grand wedding.
A beautiful bride.
A powerful groom.
Everything looked perfect.
But nothing about this felt perfect to me.
My hands trembled slightly as I stood near the altar, the heavy fabric of my wedding dress brushing softly against the marble floor. The sound of my own heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears.
This wasnāt the future I had imagined.
This wasnāt the life I had dreamed of.
Yet here I was.
Standing in the middle of a wedding that didnāt feel like my own.
My fingers tightened around the edge of my dress as my gaze slowly lifted.
And that was when I saw him.
Reyansh Oberoi.
The man who was about to become my husband.
Even in a room filled with hundreds of people, he was impossible to ignore.
Tall, composed, and intimidating in a way that made people instinctively keep their distance. He stood across from me in a perfectly tailored black suit, his posture straight and calm, as if this entire situation meant absolutely nothing to him.
There was no nervousness in his expression.
No excitement.
No emotion at all.
His dark eyes looked distant, almost bored, as they scanned the room.
As if he wasnāt standing at his own wedding.
As if none of this mattered.
People often spoke about Reyansh Oberoi in hushed voices.
His name carried weightāpower, influence, and a reputation that followed him everywhere.
Cold.
Rude.
Untouchable.
Those were the words people used when they described him.
Some said he was arrogant.
Some said he didnāt trust anyone.
Others claimed he simply didnāt care about anything or anyone.
I didnāt know which of those things were true.
Because until todayā¦ I had barely known him at all.
Yet somehow, fate had decided that he would become the most important person in my life.
The priestās voice echoed softly through the hall, pulling me back to reality.
I could hear the gentle rustle of guests shifting in their seats. Cameras flashed somewhere in the crowd, capturing moments that would later be remembered as joyful memories.
But inside me, there was only uncertainty
.How had my life led me here?
How had I ended up marrying a man who felt like a complete stranger?
The answer was simple.
Promises.
Promises made long before either of us had a choice.
Our families had known each other for years. Powerful names, respected businesses, long-standing relationships that went far beyond friendship.
To them, this marriage wasnāt just about two people.
It was about loyalty.
About reputation.
About keeping a promise that had been made a long time ago.
A promise that neither Reyansh nor I had been asked about.
I glanced at him again, my heart tightening slightly.
His expression hadnāt changed.
If anything, he looked even more distant now.
And for a brief moment, our eyes met.
The world around us seemed to pause.
His gaze was sharp and unreadable, dark eyes holding a calmness that made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
There was no warmth in them.
No curiosity.
No emotion.
Just silence.
As if I were simply another responsibility he had been forced to accept.
Something inside my chest twisted painfully.
Because this momentāthis wedding, this promise, this life we were about to begin togetherāmeant everything to me.
But to himā¦
It seemed to mean nothing at all.
The priest continued speaking, his voice steady and calm as he explained the vows we were about to take.
Vows that would bind our lives together.
Promises meant to last forever.
Forever.
The word echoed in my mind like a distant whisper.
Forever with a man who didnāt even look at me.
Forever beside someone who might never truly see me.
A strange mixture of fear and determination filled my chest.
Maybe this marriage had begun without love.
Maybe we were nothing more than strangers standing on opposite sides of a promise we hadnāt chosen.
But stories didnāt always stay the same.
People changed.
Hearts changed.
And sometimesā¦ even the coldest walls could break.
The priest finally looked toward us.
āIt is time for the vows,ā he announced gently.
A quiet wave of excitement moved through the crowd.
Guests leaned forward slightly, waiting for the moment they had all come to witness.
My breath caught in my throat.
This was it.
The moment that would change everything.
I could feel Reyansh shift slightly beside me as the priest handed him the wedding thread.
For the first time since the ceremony began, he stepped closer.
Close enough that I could hear his breathing.
Close enough that the faint scent of his cologne reached me.
My heart pounded harder.
Slowly, carefully, he lifted his hand.
The room fell completely silent.
Even the music seemed to fade away.
Hundreds of eyes watched as he tied the sacred thread around my neck.
A simple gesture.
Yet it felt heavier than anything I had ever experienced.
Because with that one momentā¦
Our lives were now connected.
Bound together by a promise neither of us had truly chosen.
When he stepped back again, his expression remained exactly the same.
Calm.
Distant.
Unreadable.
I realized then that whatever kind of life waited for us aheadā¦ it wouldnāt be easy.
Reyansh Oberoi was not the kind of man who allowed people close to him.
He had built walls around himself so high that no one dared to climb them.
And now somehowā¦
I was expected to live inside those walls.
The priest smiled warmly as he declared the ceremony complete.
Applause filled the hall.
Guests cheered happily, celebrating the beginning of what they believed was a beautiful new chapter.
But as I stood there beside my new husband, one quiet truth settled deep in my heart.
This wasnāt the beginning of a simple love story.
This was the beginning of something far more complicated.
Because loving someone like Reyansh Oberoi was never going to be easy.
And I had no idea if he would ever allow himself to love me back.
But life had already made its decision.
The moment our vows were spoken, my peaceful world disappeared.
And in its place began a story full of silence, tension, and emotions neither of us were prepared to face.
A story that started with strangers.
A story that might one day become love.
Or destroy us both completely.
And the most terrifying part?
Our story had only just begun.
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