Srusti's POV
 " Pandit Ji, can her elder brother do the ceremony? " Viraj Ji said. I got so emotional that tears started flowing again.
 Viraj Ji looked at Di and she was smiling like anything and nodded enthusiastically. Then they looked at me and smiled as if he was asking me if it was alright with me. I just nodded and started crying. Maa hugged me.
 " Yes, of course, I am sorry I didn't know. " Pandit Ji said.
 Viraj Ji and Maya di performed kanyadaan. I was getting very emotional. Mohit was looking at me.
 He tied the Mangalsutra around my neck and then he looked at me apologetically and filled my hair parting with vermilion. A bit of vermilion fell on my nose and all the 3 women in the family grinning from ear to ear.
 " Why are all of you smiling like that," Papaji asked.
 " See some of the vermilion got spilt on her face while he was ap

Srusti's POV
 " Since we can't go out, we must stop thinking and sleep. " he said looking away from me as if he was talking to a wall.
 " I can't sleep... "
 " Why?? I won't disturb you if that is bothering you. " He said again but he still didn't look at me.
 I was getting irritated a lot with his behaviour. I mean I could not be looking so repulsive to him that he could not even spare a look at me.
 " I was not even thinking about all that. I don't have any doubt about that, I know you are not interested in me. Rest assured, you don't need to remind me of that. I just meant to say that I can't sleep in this dress. My clothes are in my room. I said. without looking at him.
 He looked a bit uncomfortable at what I said. But so was I. He doesn't have to tell me again and again.
 " I am sorry... May be Maya has kept some clothes for you let's look for th

Srusti's POV
 Mohit's name was being written on my hand and I felt as if it was being written in my destiny not just my hand.
 Stop going down that lane... Or you will repent. it's just a name... Just a design on your hand with Heena. Don't think anything else. My soul said.
 I know It is just a design. Nothing else. It is just a fake marriage... A marriage on paper, merely a deal.
 Good now keep that in your mind before thinking anything else.
 Hmmm.
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 It was a beautiful day but I didn't know what this day would bring for me. I agreed to this marriage and I'm going to help him. But if my soul was right and I was falling for him, who would help me??
 He said he chalked everything out. He made me understand what I needed to do. I was just an employee to him, whose responsibility was to make good healthy food for him. I was already living in his

Srusti's POV
 " Pandit Ji, can her elder brother do the ceremony? " Viraj Ji said. I got so emotional that tears started flowing again.
 Viraj Ji looked at Di and she was smiling like anything and nodded enthusiastically. Then they looked at me and smiled as if he was asking me if it was alright with me. I just nodded and started crying. Maa hugged me.
 " Yes, of course, I am sorry I didn't know. " Pandit Ji said.
 Viraj Ji and Maya di performed kanyadaan. I was getting very emotional. Mohit was looking at me.
 He tied the Mangalsutra around my neck and then he looked at me apologetically and filled my hair parting with vermilion. A bit of vermilion fell on my nose and all the 3 women in the family grinning from ear to ear.
 " Why are all of you smiling like that," Papaji asked.
 " See some of the vermilion got spilt on her face while he was applying it. It means that he would love her forever. " Maa said.
 " What rubbish !! Means if I

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