"I can't forget him like it was nothing!" she lowered her gaze not daring to look in his eyes. "And why should you suffer for my deeds? Not that it's your fault." She mumbled her voice barely audible. "Then go and tell them, simple." He shrugged.

"I can't. That's why I want you to." She matched his gaze "Why should I? So, I can be the villain, and you get all the sympathy?" he raised an eyebrow, her expressions turn to offense.

"Aap unhein bata dijiye ki hum kisi or ko cahte hai or kaun chahega ki uski biwi kisi aur mard se pyaar kare!" she fought the tears threatening to fall masking a calm facade, yet a tear slipped down her cheek.

(You tell them that I love someone else and who would want his wife to love another man!)

"Uske baad? Pehla ladka milte hi phere karwa denge aapse bina kuch puche!" he snapped irritated at her stupidity; she nodded miserably.

(And after that, they'll marry you off to the first guy they find, without even asking for your opinion.)

"Kisi or se kar sakti ho to humse kyu nahi?!" his intrusive thoughts won over his sanity as the words rolled out of his mouth. "Not like he is coming back. You'll have to get married someday, if not today." He added composing himself again.

"Agar wapas aagae to?" she whispered, her tear-filled eyes meeting his cold ones.

(If he came back then?)

"To hum aapko usi waqt is rishte se aazad kardenge bina kisi ko kuch kahe!"

(Then I'll free you from this marriage right then without saying anything to anyone.)

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The loud bangs followed by sharp knocks cut through a rainy night drown in lightening on a secluded house in the outer skirts of the city.

A lady in a cotton kurti walked towards the door her face covered with sweat, her eyes filled with unfamiliar fear. With her one hand she held her hairs in a rough bun opening the door with the other.

Her movement halted taking in the figure standing in front of her drenched in the rain his forehead was covered with his black hair falling messily, his wet shirt putting his abs on show, on stumbling feet he tried to stand straight with support of the door frame.

He was completely taken over by the effect of alcohol, but her concern was the pistol in his one hand his white sleeves slowly turning red.

Her eyes brimmed with tears; this was the least she wanted to see "I am sorry for troubling you but please allow me to stay for a night. I don't have defense; they will kill me. I don't want to die like this. I want to find her, spend my life with her."

His voice laced with desperation churn her heart pulling him inside she closed the door "Randheer!" an exasperation sigh left past her lips as cries of a baby filled the background.

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CHARACTERS

MALE LEAD: Randheer Thakur (Age 26)

Parents: Sangeeta and Nakul Thakur

Sister: Rashmi Thakur (Age 22)

Best Friend: Vishal Mathur (Age 24)

Ex-Best Friend: Ravyansh Rajawat (Age 25)

FEMALE LEAD: Parthvi Rathod (Age 23)

Dadi: Manjari Rathod

Parents: Sumitra and Veer Rathod

Bhai: Aadarsh Rathod (Age 26)

Chachi and Chacha: Harshita and Vyas Rathod

Their Daughter: Vedanshi Rathod (Age 22)

Best Friend: Chaya Mathur (Age 23)

Roommate: Madhuri Gupta (Age 23)

AESTHETICS:

DEDICATION:

"To all the lost lovers who still have faith to meet their idol partners as their destiny."

TROPES:

Arranged Marriage

Second Chance

Intense Old School Romance

Chaotically Sweet Couple

Heart Break & Healing

Family Drama & Politics

He fell first

Protective x Supportive

Politician x Social Worker

DISCLAIMER:

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