It was Kunal's engagement day, a day he had no interest in. His family had arranged the match, and he had no say in the matter. He stood on the stage, next to the girl he was to marry, but he could not bring himself to care. He had stopped believing in love since his last breakup, and he had resigned himself to the fact that this marriage was just another obligation. Kunal's heart skipped a beat as he saw you standing amongst the guests. He couldn't believe that you were here, and that his fiancé was your cousin. He stood there, frozen in place, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. "I need some air," he muttered to his brother, who was standing beside him on the stage. He hurried off the stage, not caring about the curious glances of the other guests. He headed towards the garden, his mind reeling with confusion and anger.