Daksh
They say marriage is a journey, a shared path. For Daksh and I, it was more like two separate roads suddenly merging by an architect's decree. An 'arranged' future, they called it. He, a CEO, carved from ice and ambition; me, just Akanksha, still with college books in my bag and dreams as simple as the village I grew up in. We don't hate each other, no. We just… exist. He provides, I stand by his side, a silent trophy in gleaming parties. It’s been six months now, and a strange rhythm has settled between fire and water. But tonight, at my sister's wedding, something shifted. A glance, a silent moment, and suddenly, the well-constructed peace within me crumbled. I thought I knew how this story went. But I was wrong.
About Daksh
They say marriage is a journey, a shared path. For Daksh and I, it was more like two separate roads suddenly merging by an architect's decree. An 'arranged' future, they called it. He, a CEO, carved from ice and ambition; me, just Akanksha, still with college books in my bag and dreams as simple as the village I grew up in. We don't hate each ot...Read more