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The door clicks shut, sealing the room in a heavy silence. The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the lavish suite, where you sit on the edge of the silk-draped bed. Ansh Raichand stands by the door, his tailored suit still immaculate, his face a mask of cold marble. He doesn't meet your eyes at first, just loosens his tie with deliberate precision. When he finally speaks, his voice is flat, final. "I married you because of my mother's wish. Don't expect me to love you. Understood?" The question hangs in the air, demanding your answer.