They were never meant to be... or so they believed. She hated relationships. He didn't believe in marriage. But fate doesn’t ask for permission—it simply unfolds. Bound by a decision that wasn't theirs, Aaradhya and Shivansh were pushed into a marriage neither of them wanted. Strangers with wounded hearts. Prisoners of their pasts. Victims of a word that haunted them both—Destiny. Aaradhya was born into a home that never wanted her. A burden, they called her. A mistake. Every time she heard the word “destiny,” it didn’t feel like fate—it felt like a curse. And Shivansh? He had built walls so high around him that even love feared to climb. Marriage was never part of his plan. Until she walked into it. They were never supposed to fall in love. But maybe love doesn't ask for permission either. Or was it even love? A story of quiet pain, healing silences, and unexpected tenderness. Of two broken souls who were forced into a bond… and slowly found pieces of themselves within each other. “Maybe it was fate that made them hate me. Maybe I was born to be unwanted.” “Destiny”—that word never felt beautiful to her. It felt like betrayal. Like a silent enemy lurking behind every decision others made for her life. It took everything. Changed everyone. And left scars she could never forget. “If I tell you about the darkness inside me… will you still look at me like I’m the sun?” she asked him—quiet, broken, terrified of her own vulnerability. Shivansh looked at her, eyes steady. “If you tell me about your darkness, I won’t flinch. I won’t turn away.” “Even the sun has storms. It disappears sometimes—yet no one doubts its power. You are not only your light. You are your fight, your shadows, your silence, your survival. And I won’t love you just for what you show the world, but for everything you try to hide from it.” “So no, I won't stop looking at you like you're the sun. Because even in your darkness, you burn. You shine. You are still you.”