Author: SaumyaTriesToWrite

RIDDHIMA’S POV I got a text from an unknown number the next day. why r u mad at me?? I realised it was Vansh. I ignored his message. Another few followed. i know ur reading this, theres literally a blue tick feature pls just tell me what i did I saved his number as ”ata maji satakli”. He called and I decided to take pity on him. Which didn’t mean I wasn’t still pissed. ”What?” I said as a greeting. ”Is everything okay?” I hated how genuinely concerned he sounded. ”No,” I said simply. ”What happened?” he asked. “I caught…

Check out chapter 2 if you haven’t! * RIDDHIMA’S POV ”What do you mean you’re dating him?” Kabir asked when I met him the next day. “It’s a hoax, babe. Just to get mom off my back,” I tried to pacify him. ”I’m tired of you treating me like your dirty little secret,” he argued. ”I will tell them about you. Eventually. It’s just that they’re so hung up on the idea of arranged marriage. It’s exhausting, honestly,” I complained. ”Yeah? Well, how do you think I feel?” he was nearly shouting now. ”Don’t talk to me like that,” I…

Check out chapter one if you haven’t! * VANSH’S POV ”What?” I asked, truly and utterly astounded. ”You heard me. It’s makes perfect sense!” she said, like what she was saying wasn’t completely bonkers. “I can’t do that to my family. Even if we did that, we’ll have to tell them at some point. What then?” I asked. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. I don’t know about you but I am completely ready to get them out of my hair,” she said. To be honest, that did sound good. I really wanted my family to stop…

Check out the prologue if you haven’t! * RIDDHIMA’S POV It was time to meet Vansh. I put on my best pair of shorts with a crop top and actually did my makeup in what feels like forever. One could argue that me putting so much effort into my appearance when I was going to meet a guy just to satisfy my mother was a little weird, and to them I say: give me a break. I don’t always make sense. On that note, my phone beeped. Ahana: hiii mon amour this is ur daily reminder to dump karan Ahana:…

RIDDHIMA’S POV I was watching YouTube videos in my room when my mom knocked on my door. “We need to talk,” she said and naturally everything I’d ever done flashed in front of my eyes. “About what?” I asked hesitantly, shutting my laptop. “We want you to meet a guy,” she said without any preamble and all will to live left me. Not this crap again. “How many times do I have to tell you: I don’t want to get married,” I told her sternly. I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation yet again. “It’s just one guy. Going…