Prologue
She had forgotten how to breath freely.
Fear had made a quiet home within her bones, settling in the spaces where dream once lived.
Laughter felt foreign.
Touch, unbearable,
Love impossible.
The word saw her a quiet shy timid person..
But no one saw the nights she curled beneath her blanket, trembling at the shadow only she recognised.
She had mastered the art of hiding in plain slight.
Her closed one’s bullied her till no extent made her felt unwanted on every step of her life.
And then he came,
Not with some grand declarations,
But with silence, with presence. With eyes that watched and hands that never reached without asking.
He didn’t try to fix her, he simply stood beside her solid and unshakable as the ghost of her past stirred.
She didn’t trust him at first how could she when she was told he is was cold and ruthless.
But he waited, he listened to the words she never spoke. He held her without touching he loved her without demanding and saw her even when she couldn’t see herself.
And slowly she began to breath again.
This is not a story of a girl who was saved, this is a story of a woman who learned to stand tall with the man who stood beside her when the ground beneath her crumbled.
This is a story of love born not from perfection but from scars.
This is their story.
A arrange marriage love story between a girl who survived, the man who stayed and the storm they faced together.
