Thank you so much DakshtaSharma for the awesome cover. You are just amazing. Thanks a lot Hun. You are so lovable, gullible, happy going and kindest person. Thank you
*Sofie*
Yes, I'm getting married. and I just turned 20. Did I mention its an arrange marriage? Here I am at the mantap (where marriage ceremony takes place) if you are wondering that I'm marrying my parents best friend's son or as a last dying wish of my grandfather or some thing, then no. I am here paying for my parent's mistakes.
Oh I forgot to mention my name is Sofia Sharma. I'm an Indian. My dream is to enter the corporate world. Trust me I worked hard for the scholarships, not that I'm a nerd or something. But I know my priorities.
I am what you call an introvert, with friendly personality. Give me some books and I will disappear from earth. I trust people easily. And selfless. That is what brought me here today.
Today here I am sitting at the mantap in my bridal dress waiting for my soon to be husband to join.....
I'm marrying Vikram Verma. Heir to Verma Industries. I've never seen him or met him. Apparently my in-laws wanted to keep it in a traditional way, that means bride and groom cannot meet before the marriage and blah blah. Actually, I'm kind of glad. I don't think I had the strength to face him before marriage.
My best friend Hady told me he is a hot and very intelligent. He took his father's company to a new level. Very dedicated to his work. And had an accident couple of years ago, after that he was portrayed less in the media. I don't remember the rest, as I was too busy freaking out to pay attention. I just couldn't bring myself to accept the fact that I am getting married.
For God sake! I still have so much to accomplish, my dreams, my future. I am leaving everything just to marry someone I don't even know.
I feel like I should just trust my parent's judgement and give it a try, but then again I don't want to take such a big step blindly. Just thinking about this, giving me a headache, so I am just going to push that dreadful reality at the back of my mind, like I have been doing, for a while and concentrate on the things which actually matters, like my friends.
I've many friends but my best friends are Hady, Marzi and Laya.
I am confident, funny and smart but beauty was never my main trait.
But today they made me beautiful, spending thousands of rupees for my dress and makeup. The irony I don't feel special or beautiful. I just feel like a decorated piece kept in the showcase. And all I am feeling is dread, loss of words, sweaty palms. I keep fidgeting with my dress and waiting for his arrival. May be with a little hope that he'll love me and make my dreams come true...
Who am I kidding? It's no fairytale, it is the life of a stupid middle class girl, getting married to a rich billionaire. Not every prince is a prince charming.. because reality begs to differ.
-rebel ridz
hey this is my first story.
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P. S: I have written a short story, a one time romance read "Together with him"
Give it a try.