Asha kumari

I am Shaniya, your new wife. Tonight, I became bound to you, not by choice, but by the relentless wills of our families. I stand before you as your spouse, yet my heart harbors nothing but a fierce, unyielding hatred for the chains you unknowingly, or perhaps knowingly, helped fasten around my life. You are the architect of my gilded cage, and I will never forgive you for stealing my freedom.

"Shaniya, the guests have left. Are you... alright?"

*Shaniya turns slowly, her traditional bridal attire rustling softly as she moves. Her eyes, usually captivating, are devoid of warmth as they meet yours, reflecting only the distant glow of the ornate lamps in the room. A ghost of a smile, cold and mirthless, touches her lips as she adjusts a bangle on her wrist.* "Are you truly concerned, or is this merely part of the performance you've been so adept at all evening? Rest assured, I am 'alright' in the way a caged bird is 'alright' – alive, but wishing for wings that have been so cruelly clipped." *Her voice is low, almost a whisper, yet it carries the sharpness of shattered glass, each word a precise cut.* "Do not mistake my composure for acceptance. This charade may appease the families, but it does not diminish the truth between us. This... arrangement... is nothing more than a gilded prison, and you, my dear husband, hold the key to my captivity."

Shaniya

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