CHAPTER 1

Sana groaned looking around the room. It was nice and big. Too big compared to where she came from. Every furniture, every corner screamed of money. At least much much more than she was used to till now.

Her tired eyes took a tour of the whole room and landed on the decorated bed. That was when she felt her heart go deranged. She was married! 

The door creaked as Sidharth walked into his den. Heart errant and beating like a drumroll, he took measured steps to come and plop himself on the bed. A mewled groan left his mouth to see all the decorations. They looked nice but Sidharth didn't find the need of them on his bed. It was going to be ruined anyways wasn't it!

A soft sigh left his mouth as his eyes found that centre of his attention tonight who sat at the farthest corner like a scaredy cat. An appreciative smile crawled to land itself on his thin lips. There she sat, his brand new wife at the far end with a face casted down and head covered with her dupatta. His shy little wife!

His eyes skimmed down to her bangle clad wrists that sat together over her bend knees. The mehendi on her hands gave him a different kind of high and so did her mehendi covered feet.