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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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149 Chs

Sara's POV (Bachelorette Party, Ch. 122)

"Even if everything goes wrong, I'd still want to be friends with you."

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Emily has given us strict instructions that when she'll have her bachelorette party, we all would have to wear black dresses, and she'll be the only one wearing a red dress, making her the centre of attention.

So, I reach her house in a black sequin dress. I have curled my hair in layers and am wearing giant hoops in my ears that hurt my ear.

"You look hot, Mommy," Emily tells me when I arrive into her room, causing me to smile brightly at her. These girls always make me feel loved even on days I can't love myself...

"So do you, wifey," I compliment Emily while blushing at her words.

When Naira rolls her eyes at the two of us while adjusting her black mesh dress, I grin at her. "So do you, Naira," I whisper to her, knowing completely well that she is out of her comfort zone. Maybe my words might ease her nervousness a little.