Kavya sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers absently tracing the pattern on the bedsheet as her mind churned in silent disarray. Everything about her life had shifted so suddenly, and now she found herself in a city she had never known, in a house that wasn't hers, beside a man she barely understood. The quiet hum of the fan above did little to ease her thoughts. Atharv Anna had assured her of Ashwin's character, and that had been enough to take the plunge. But deep down, she still questioned what fate had in store for her. Their relationship was not born out of love but consequence. One night—one moment of vulnerability—had bound them in an unanticipated marriage.