Prologue

Three determined brothers, Three innocent sisters, and a perfect plan.

One cheerful, one calm and one immature yet all the three sisters were innocent in their own way.

One no-nonsense, one aggressive and one playboy yet all the three brothers were determined in their own ways.

The three brothers came into their lives, captured their hearts, ruled their dreams and spoilt their souls. Beyond the limits, to the extreme level.

Only to realise that they are spoiling their own lives too.

Past can't be changed.

Future is blur.

Present? It is just an enigma.

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She sat on the bed with her veil on her face and that is when all of a sudden the newly wedded feeling engulfed her nerves. He would be here in any moment; her husband. The sound of the door knob brought her back to the present and she could feel him making way towards her. As he sat on the bed her toes curled up out of nervousness about his next move. He slowly removed her veil and found her sitting with her eyes down.

"Are you happy?" He lifted her chin and asked her.

Was she? She didn't know the answer herself so chose to keep quite.

"Did you like my...I mean our room?" he asked.

She liked the way he addressed the room saying so much in just in that one sentence that he was trying to accept her in his life.

Appreciating his efforts, Khushi decided to try her best to make this arranged marriage work with Arnav Singh Raizada.

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She slowly entered his room, his eyes searching for her love, her life, now her husband. There he was, sleeping on the bed, still clad in his groom attire. Trust him to sleep on their wedding night! Only her mendhak could do that. She had somehow restrained kissing him till now, but she could not wait any longer. She longed to touch him, to kiss him and to claim him as her man.

She moved towards the bed, which was now their bed. But she could not dare to wake up him who was sleeping so peacefully, with a childlike innocence, even though there were traces of worry on his face.

What was it that she couldn't read in his eyes? What was he hiding? Will he ever tell her?

They needed to make compromises, but Naira was excited of her love marriage with Karthik Goenka.

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"You're not my wife! You're just their daughter in law. So, don't expect anything from me!" he spat like venom.

"I will be sleeping on the couch. You, on the bed!"

He just ordered.

What she should do?
Talk to him?

But she has nothing to tell. No! She has so much to tell but she couldn't.

Yes! She couldn't tell him that she was upset and hurt because of him.

She could look up at him discretely as he lied down on the couch. He was also upset, maybe even more than her. He didn't want this marriage. But she didn't choose that either.

She tried to retain her tears but couldn't. They run silently on her cheeks, wetting the pillow. They hated each other and nothing could change that.

Nandini just hoped for peace in her marriage- no, hate marriage with Manik Malhotra.