On their wedding night, as the moon cast a soft glow through the chamber windows, Jayavardhan's voice broke the heavy silence, his words cutting through the air like a dagger,he confessed, his tone raw with emotion. "I never wanted this marriage, and I certainly never wanted you. I will respect you ,you will be a queen of my kingdom but not my heart" Shivangi's heart clenched at his brutal honesty, her eyes stinging with unshed tears as she absorbed the weight of his words.
In the dim light, their union felt more like a prison than a promise, and as Jayavardhan turned away, leaving Shivangi alone with the echoes of his hatred, she knew that their marriage was destined to be a battleground of warring hearts.
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