Diya's heart bore the weight of an unexpected burden – forced into marriage with Jevin, her sister Malinee's fiancé. The unexpected turn of events unfolded when Malinee fled on their wedding day, lured by a modeling opportunity in Australia, leaving Diya to step into her sister's shoes.
Haunted by the belief that Jevin's heart was tethered to Malinee, Diya grappled with the painful reality of a union founded on obligation rather than affection. She couldn't shake the feeling that Jevin's love had never been meant for her, even though she had harbored a silent adoration for him since the tender age of 13.
The matrimonial vows were exchanged, but the emotional connection Diya yearned for remained elusive. The echo of her unrequited love resonated in the silent moments, where Jevin's distant gaze seemed to wander to the absent Malinee.
Despite being legally bound as husband and wife, Diya felt like an interloper in her own marriage. The walls of their shared existence echoed with the hollowness of unspoken desires, as Diya grappled with the bittersweet irony of having the man she loved, yet feeling a profound absence in their connection.
Diya's hope flickered in the shadows of her unspoken affection, as she navigated the delicate dance of a marriage built on the remnants of another. In the quiet corners of her heart, she yearned for Jevin to see her, not as a substitute for Malinee but as a woman deserving of her own love story.
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Jevin's discovery of Diya not wearing her wedding ring ignited a fiery confrontation. He seized her hands, demanding an explanation with an undercurrent of anger in his voice.
''Where the heck is your wedding ring?'' he questioned, his frustration palpable.
Diya's eyes widened as she mustered the courage to respond, ''I took it off.''
''What do you mean? You took it off?''
She withdrew her hand, confessing in a hushed tone, ''It's too much like my sister's style, not mine. Wearing it just doesn't feel right.''
Jevin's eyes flashed with anger, his resolve unwavering. ''I'll buy you a new ring, and you WILL wear it.''
The next day, he took her to the most exclusive jewelry shop in town, a place he had refused to bring Malinee. As they perused the rings, Jevin whispered tenderly in Diya's ear, promising her anything she desired.
Approaching the jeweler with determination, he declared, ''I need a ring that will be visible from across the room.'' Turning to Diya, he entwined their hands and proposed extravagantly, ''Would ten carats be okay? Perhaps fifteen?''
''Are you insane? That's far too much,'' Diya exclaimed, a mix of surprise and disbelief etched on her face.
Jevin held her hands more firmly, gazing into her eyes, and declared, ''You're my wife. Nothing is too much.'' Planting a gentle kiss on her forehead, he reassured her before they continued their quest for a unique and special wedding ring that would symbolize their distinct love story.
