Ayesha pov:
On a dark night in Kolkata, the city shone beautifully with its perfect lighting, visible from the top floor of the Taj Palace. Suddenly, the door opened, and a 27-year-old cold, ruthless man stood before me, his eyes filled with regret.
"I-I'm really sorry, Ayesha. I didn't mean to hurt you by doing all of this. I don't know why I did it, butβ" Vinamra's words trailed off in regret, but I cut him off abruptly.
"By now, everyone must have known about our marriage," I said.
"I'm sorry, Ayesha, but I had no other option to save your life. I couldn't risk your safety," Vinamra replied.
"You say this so casually! Do you realize what you've done to me?" Ayesha's words came out filled with anger.
"Listen, Ayesha, from today onwards, I will take full responsibility for you. I never intended for this to happen to you, but your safety is my priority. That's why I filled your parting with vermilion," Vinamra said, guilt evident in his eyes as he hung his head low, regretting his actions. He tried to approach her.
But Ayesha didn't listen, pushing him away with all her strength, anger and tears in her eyes. "Stop this! I don't want to see your face, sir. Today, what you've done to me is my worst nightmare. I will never forgive you for this, never."
"This forced marriage is now a part of my life, my worst nightmare. I will never be able to love you in this lifetime," Ayesha continued, her words reflecting her pain and resentment.
Vinamra, hurt by Ayesha's rejection, gave her an angry look with his deep brown and black eyes, gripping her wrist tightly. "Do whatever you want, but stay here with me as my wife," he demanded.
"Mrs. Vinamra Ayesha Agarwal."
And with that, he left her alone on their first night of marriage, Ayesha left with tears streaming down her face.
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