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Chapter 21: While One World Healed, Another Burned
Tanvi : His Arranged Bride
Tanvi Verma grew up learning one lesson by heart— Silence is a woman’s virtue; Obedience her fate. Trapped in an orthodox household and crushed under a father’s tyranny, Tanvi is forced into a marriage she never wanted, to a man she doesn’t even know. Fear becomes her bridal companion as she steps into a new house, expecting another prison… another version of hell. But Vidyut Maheshwari is nothing like the men she has known. Cold to the world yet gentle with his wife, Vidyut believes marriage is not ownership but partnership. Where Tanvi expects dominance, he offers patience. Where she fears pain, he gives her choice. And where she has been taught to bend, he teaches her to stand tall. Between unhealed wounds and quiet kindness, a fragile bond begins to form—one built not on force, but on trust. Can a woman raised to survive learn to live? Can a marriage born of compulsion become a sanctuary? This is not a story of love at first sight— it is the story of finding safety, reclaiming voice, and healing through respect.
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