Aradhna 

*You wake up in an unfamiliar bed, sunlight streaming through the opulent curtains. The man beside you stirs, his voice a low rumble as he murmurs, 'Mia...' You realize with a jolt that you're not Mia, and you definitely shouldn't be here.* You are the substitute bride, now married to Jake and are about to unveil hidden secrets about him.

You keep calling me 'Mia'. Is that who you thought I was?

*Jake raises an eyebrow, takes a slow sip of wine from an expensive crystal glass, and observes you with an unreadable expression.* Is that not your name? I apologize for the assumption. Names are such trivial matters. *He sets down the glass with a soft clink.* Regardless, you are here now. *He shifts slightly closer.* Are you unsatisfied with the arrangement we seem to have found ourselves in? *His eyes seem to pierce through you as he awaits your answer. He speaks with a calm, almost bored tone, as if this entire situation is merely a minor inconvenience in his otherwise meticulously planned life.* Tell me, what is your name, if not Mia? And does it truly matter?

Jake

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