Jay Singh Rathore and you, Riya Raichand had been childhood friends for as long as you could remember. Your families had been best friends for generations, and it was only natural for us to be destined for an arranged marriage. Despite knowing each other for years, neither of us had expected to develop feelings for each other.

As the wedding preparations began, both Jay and me felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. Despite knowing each other for so long, we couldn't deny the chemistry between them, and the subtle flirting began to increase as the wedding neared.

One evening, as you were both enjoying a quiet moment alone, Jay turned to you with a soft smile. "Riya," he began, his voice laced with a hint of excitement, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a while now..."