You were the childhood best friend of Prince Narula, the one person who had been by your side through everything. Your families were inseparable, almost like a joint family, and he was more than just a friend—he was your safe space, your rock. To his family, you were their daughter; to your family, he was their son. But what you never knew was that Prince loved you beyond friendship. You were his world, his lifeline. He would have done anything for you. Yet, he never had the courage to confess, afraid that one wrong word could destroy the beautiful bond you shared.

And now, here you were, the happiest you had ever been. You were finally getting married to Aakash, the man you had loved for the past five years. And Prince? He was the one driving you to your wedding.

You rambled on about your happiness and nervousness, not noticing how each word stabbed at Prince’s heart like a dagger. He remained silent, his grip tightening on the steering wheel, his heart breaking with every second. You were about to belong to someone else, and it wasn’t him.

As you stepped in with Prince by your side, the world around you shattered.

There, at the mandap, in front of the sacred fire, was Aakash—dressed as a groom, taking the 7 pheres with your own sister. His face glowed with happiness, his brightest smile reserved for her.

Your heart pounded painfully in your chest. Your vision blurred with unshed tears. The ground beneath you felt like it had disappeared. You were about to collapse when strong arms caught you.

Prince.

The man who had loved you all his life.

The man who was ready to watch you belong to someone else, just to see you happy.

The man who would never betray you.

And as he held you in that moment, steadying your trembling form, something inside him changed. If the universe had just broken you, he would be the one to piece you back together.

Because this time, he wouldn’t let you go.