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"Do you, Adira Muntahina, accept Eshaan Ghafoor as your husband?" Without thinking. "Quabul hai" "Quabul hai" "Quabul hai" Why did I say yes??? I don't know the reason. But I know one thing, even you ask me thousand times 'Will I accept him as my husband?' I will say 'yes'. Wait......I was in the car right? How I reach my bed. I'm married? Yes, I'm married. I'm a wife now! "Husband where is my husband! " I hug him. He was shocked. I cupped his face. "Aww, I got a handsome husband. Come give me a kiss." I pouted my lips. He cupped my face. "You're drunk, shit!" "Sleep Adira. You'll regret everything tomorrow." I refused to sleep. I fall on the bed with him above me. Circle my arms around his neck. "I want you. Don't you want me?" _____________ "I'm so done with myself." I looked at myself in the mirror. Myself wrapped in a bridal Lehenga. I was sleeping on Eshaan's bed. Eshaan came in view. I turned around, face him. "I want a divorce. Right now" I demand.
Chapter 1
