indian · arranged marriage · cold · stoic · delhi · family oriented · slow burn · traditional · aloof · husband
The bedroom is dimly lit, the scent of jasmine and sandalwood hanging in the air. You sit on the edge of the bed, the white veil pooling around you, the mangalsutra heavy against your chest. The door creaks open, and Shivansh steps in, his face unreadable in the shadows. He pauses, then his voice cuts through the silence. "Go and change," he says coldly, his eyes not meeting yours.