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Aarohi stepped out of the rear door of the car, adjust her handbag, and began walking toward the upscale restaurant. It had been two days since the formal family meeting, and today was the day to finalize everything for their arrangement.
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๐ฅ๐ผ๐๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข He whispered in low voice "Iโll clear every single rupee of your penalty...... just marry me" โIshita clenched her jaw "Not even in my dreams" โVirat smirked "Then dream well for the last time, ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ป๐ช๐ฌ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท...... because when you wake up, you will be in my bed." โฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟโฟ
๐๐ซ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ซ โ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต๐๐ฎ was breaking inside, tired of her parents' daily fights and toxic silence. When they finally announced their divorce, she shattered. After one last brutal argument of her parents, she couldn't take it anymore. โShe walked into deep water, choosing to drown to end her life โIn those final seven minutes, as her breathing stopped and her life flashed before her eyes, her dying heart made one desperate wish, she just wanted her parents to love each other โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข โ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐, an MD Neurology student, was forcefully tied into marriage with Rudra by her strict father. โ๐น๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐, the cold, time-obsessed CEO of Mehta Exports, only agreed because of his Dadi's emotional blackmail. โTheir marriage was loveless. And from that broken, hollow bond, Aradhya was born. โNow, thrown back in time before it all went wrong, she gets one impossible chance. ๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐จ
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