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Suharika's declaration caught Rudransh off guard. How could she agree to marry him without even having a proper conversation? His mind raced, and he finally managed to utter her name. "Suharika Ji?" She responded, "Ji, Rudransh Ji?" His voice, calm and deep, betrayed his inner turmoil. "Why are you agreeing to marry me? I mean, I am crippled. I may not be the best person for you..." He hesitated, then continued, "Won't you feel bad if, in the future, people call you the wife of a cripp..." But Suharika didn't let him finish. She placed her index finger gently on his lips, silencing his doubts. "It's my own wish to marry you," she declared proudly and confidently. "And if you think I'll drop the idea or leave you because of your condition, then you're getting it all wrong. I've known about your condition since Dadi told me about today's meeting. When I met you today, I could hear my heart screaming in my head, 'You are the one.'" Rudransh's eyes widened. "Even if I am crippled?" Suharika leaned in dangerously close, her voice calm yet intimidating. "Don't you dare repeat it, soon-to-be Mr. Rudransh Suharika Rathore Roy!" Suddenly, she pulled out a gun and fired just four inches above Rudransh's head. A scream echoed from behind them. "An assassin?" Rudransh asked calmly. Suharika nodded, scanning their surroundings for more threats. But Rudransh couldn't help himself. With a cute smile, he said, "Ishq karna humein aata nahi... Par apke liye seekh lenge... Kuch apse seekh lenge..." Love was a territory he hadn't explored, but for her, he'd learn. He'd learn from her. As the story unfolded, Suharika fought all odds to make her husband believe in himself. And Rudransh? He harbored secrets. Their love story defied conventions, portraying the words "Love against Odds." Dive into the world of Rudrika, where love blossoms amidst challenges. This fluff romance belongs solely to me, Rahasya2612, your author. The pictures used belong to their rightful owners.
Avtaran Diwas
