The next morning, Siya woke up to see Paakhi already in the room, setting the breakfast tray.

“Di, get fresh,” Paakhi said softly, handing her a few clothes.

“Wear these. Once you feel better, we’ll go shopping and buy clothes of your choice.”

Aarav, standing nearby, looked at Paakhi and smiled faintly, moved by the care she showed.

Siya said nothing. She quietly took the clothes.

Paakhi’s smile faded just a little, but she didn’t say anything. She knew how much Siya had suffered—and she understood her silence.

Siya went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed, and came out with her hair still damp.

Paakhi sat in front of her and said, “Di, eat.”

Siya took a few bites and then said softly, “I’m full.”

“Eat a little more,” Paakhi insisted gently.

Siya looked at her.

“Please,” Paakhi said.

After a pause, Siya took a few more bites. Paakhi smiled, relieved.

Kavita entered the room. Seeing Siya, she came closer and sat in front of her.

“Daughter… are you feeling better?” Kavita asked with concern.

Siya nodded.

After lunch, Paakhi held Siya’s hand and said,

“Come, di. I’ll show you the entire Goenka mansion.”

Siya didn’t say anything. She simply followed her.

Aarav walked beside them. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He checked it and said,

“Okay, I’m coming.”

He went to his mother and said, “Mom, I’m going to the office. Take care of Siya.”

Kavita smiled and nodded.

Aarav left, feeling a little lighter than before.

Paakhi first took Siya to the library. As Siya entered, she stopped—stunned.

Rows of shelves stretched across the walls, filled with books of every kind.

“Every type of book is here,” Paakhi said proudly.

“Bhai and Papa often come here to read.”

Next, Paakhi brought her to the pool area, surrounded by glass walls and greenery.

“This is the swimming pool,” Paakhi explained.

“But we usually don’t swim here. We just dip our feet—it feels very calming.”

Siya looked around and said softly, “It’s beautiful.”

Paakhi smiled. “Yes, it is.”

She continued taking Siya to every corner of the mansion, explaining everything—slowly, warmly.

Finally, Paakhi brought her to the terrace. They stood side by side near the railing, the breeze brushing past them.

“It’s peaceful here,” Paakhi said.

Siya nodded, quietly looking ahead.

Paakhi held her hand and said softly,

“Di, we are always with you.”

Siya looked at her. Paakhi smiled—warm, reassuring.

“You know, di,” Paakhi continued,

“I’ve liked you from the very beginning. From the first day I met you. I always wanted to be like you… because you light up every place you go. You care for everyone. You always make people laugh.”

Siya’s eyes filled with tears.

“I’ve changed, Paakhi,” siya said, her voice trembling.

“I won’t be the same Siya anymore. I was Siya Singhania once… but now I am—”

Her voice broke.

“—just an alone, broken girl.”

Paakhi immediately hugged her.

“No, di,” paakhi said firmly.

“You are not broken. You’ve lost your loved ones—that doesn’t make you weak. If I were in your place… I don’t think I could fight the way you fought.”

Siya shook her head.

“Paakhi, don’t say that. I wish this had never happened to you… or to any girl.”

Paakhi nodded and held her tighter.

“You are not weak. And remember—we are always with you.”

Siya swallowed, her throat tight, her chest aching—but for the first time in a long while, she felt a strange sense of relief.

Paakhi smiled brightly and said,

“I’m really happy and excited that we’ll live together now.”

Siya looked at her—and suddenly, the realization hit her.

I’m married now.

According to this marriage, this place—the Goenka mansion—was her home.

But her heart whispered bitterly,

I’ve hated him from the very beginning.

Flashback_

Siya was outside, busy with some work. A cold coffee cup rested in her hand. She took a sip and smiled softly.

“It’s tasty,” she murmured.

Cars moved past her as she looked around, carefully crossing the road toward her own car. Just then, a sleek black car sped toward her—faster than normal.

She froze.

The car stopped just inches away from her.

Anger surged through her veins.

Without a second thought, she threw the cold coffee at the front of the car, staining it badly.

A tall, handsome man stepped out.

“What did you do?” he snapped.

“You ruined my car.”he said.

She glared at him.

“First, learn how to drive. Am I invisible?”

His jaw clenched. He turned his face away, irritated.

“Do you even know how expensive this car is?”

She smirked.

“In my garage, this model is just standing there. We don’t even use it.”

He glared at her, thinking, Arrogant.

Without another word, she walked away, got into her car, and drove off.

He stared at his stained car and muttered,

“Great. Now I have to get it cleaned.”

His phone buzzed.

“Yes, I’m coming,” he said.

“Just an arrogant girl argued with me on the road.”

His friend laughed on the other side.

“Fine, come fast.”

Siya reached home and went straight to her room.

A little later, Veer’s phone buzzed. He picked it up, smiled, and said,

“Wait—I’m coming.”

Veer rushed outside.

“Aarav! You finally came,” Veer said happily.

Aarav smiled. Veer hugged him warmly.

“Come, it’s my home,” Veer said.

Aarav nodded and entered the mansion with him.

They sat in the living room, talking and laughing.

Meanwhile, Siya entered the kitchen. The head maid was busy directing everyone.

“Girls, work fast. Bring every dish out.”

Siya frowned.

“What’s all this preparation?”

“Mam,” the maid replied,

“Veer sir’s friend has come.”

“Oh,” Siya said casually.

She paused, curious.

Who is his friend?

Wiping her hands, siya walked straight toward the living room.

She saw him from behind, sitting beside Veer.

Veer smiled and said,

“Siya, meet Aarav. He’s my best friend.”

Siya lifted her gaze.

Aarav turned at the same time.

Their eyes met—and both froze.

Siya stood up instantly.

“You.”

Aarav rose halfway from his seat.

“You.”

Veer frowned, confused.

“Wait… have you both met before?”

She scoffed.

“Yes. Today.”

Then she turned to Veer and added coldly,

“You know, Veer, your friend is blind.”

Veer sighed heavily.

Aarav’s jaw tightened.

“Hey—mind your language.”Aarav said.

She snapped back without hesitation,

“I always talk like this. If you have a problem—”

she pointed toward the door,

“—the door is right there.”

Veer stood up quickly.

“Enough! Both of you—stop it.”veer said.

They both looked at him.

“Siya,” Veer said firmly,

“don’t talk like that.”

She glared at Aarav once more.

“I will talk like this.”

Without another word, she turned and walked away.

Aarav stood there, his jaw clenched in anger.

Veer shook his head slowly, already exhausted.

Flashback End_

Siya swallowed hard.

Destiny.

That was the only word that made sense.

Everything had ended like this—and now, fate had tied her life to the man she hated from the very first moment.

The man she couldn’t tolerate for even a second.

And now… I have to live with him for my entire life.She thought

Her chest tightened.

She turned her face away, hiding the storm in her eyes.She knows what marriage means and it doesn't depend how marriage happened if once marriage happened there is no way to back.