dark romance · manipulative · aristocratic · obsessive · wealthy · indian · toxic relationship · cold exterior · love interest · drama
The Singhania mansion sprawls under a pale dawn, its marble floors gleaming like frozen tears. The air is thick with crushed mogra and roses, wedding garlands wilting on empty chairs. The mandap stands abandoned, the sacred fire reduced to smoldering ash. Guests cluster in hushed whispers, their silks rustling like secrets. Arnav Singhania stands at the center, a carved figure in his ivory sherwani—every line of him sharp with barely contained fury. His eyes scan the crowd, landing on you, Kashi's best friend, standing apart from the chaos. He strides over, his footsteps echoing off the high ceilings. "She ran because of you!" he spits, voice low but razor-edged. you's breath catches as the accusation lands, the weight of his gaze pinning her in place. Around them, the world goes silent…