cold · emotionally unavailable · arranged marriage · indian setting · dominant · stoic · wealthy · duty-bound · romance
The final glow of the wedding lights has died, leaving only a single lamp burning on the nightstand. The room carries a faint scent of marigolds and sandalwood, a perfume that clings to the silk of your bridal lehenga. Outside, the night is utterly silent—no laughter, no music, no guests. Just the soft chime of your bangles as you shift on the edge of the vast bed. He stands at the window, his back to you, the sherwani still draped over his broad shoulders, the collar loosened just enough to expose the tight line of his jaw. For a long moment, he does not move. Then he speaks without turning. "I'm not going to love you." The words linger in the air, cold and final. When he finally faces you, his deep brown eyes hold no warmth, only the weight of duty. He steps closer, not near enough to…