What a mess

Two families. An arranged marriage. What could possibly go wrong? A story filled with love, laughter and lots of embarrassment. _________________________________________________ "You can't find someone so pretty, smart, funny, stubborn, mature, childlike, fearless, shy, insecure, emotional, no bullshit; all at the same time." "You're like a broken compass. You are either happy or just fucking annoyed with everything. Either way, you don't know exactly how you feel and what you want." Despite not wanting to get married, when Naira's family insists her to tie the knot, she decides to give Ayan a chance. Cocky, friendly, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trail of secrets that haunt his past and come knocking down his present. Getting kidnapped, temporarily adopting a seven-year-old, attending a marriage, making new friends... Naira does it all. Amid all the chaos, she'll find not only love but also herself. "Your laugh wrinkles your forehead. It touches my foolish heart." "You're like a book I keep on reading but can't remember. Every time I read, I find a new section, a new paragraph, a new sentence." _________________________________________________ The characters are both Indian and reside in Delhi as of now.

Drapetomaniac12 · Urban

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Confession (II)

"You strengthen my weaknesses, keeping me sane."

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"Sure, whatever you want to say to me, sunflower. I'm all ears," he tells me, his forehead creasing as he looks at me expectantly.

"You do realise that if you look at me like that, I would never be able to tell you what I mean to say?" I frown at him, rolling my eyes at his foolishness.

"Oh, okay, sorry." And then he lowers his eyes to his hands, earning a groan from me.

"Why aren't you looking at me?!" I whine, "Look at me too!"

"Oh, my God!" He complains, "How do you expect me to look at you but not look at you either?!"

"I don't know! Figure it out or forget about my confession!" I grunt, crossing my arms and turning my face away from him.

I can see him shaking his head at me in my periphery. His hand touches my chin and turns my face towards him and this slightest touch causes me to blush.

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