"Sanyukta, it is easy to make or break marriage, real test is in carrying on marriage with honesty" Sarita Devi spoke out giving her ancestral gold bangles to Sanyukta.

"You took several wrong steps in life. Before I die I want to see you settled in life" Anjali spoke to Sanyukta

"I do have a high-paying job,Maa" Sanyukta spoke out.

"I am not talking job, and you know what I am talking about" Anjali spoke out firmly.

"Woman can lead a happy life alone as well, Marriage is not a guarantee to a happy life" Sanyukta stated.

Sarita left the room to give mother daughter duo privacy.

"Oh yeah, my daughter is delighted in being alone, she just tried to end her life twice which completely fine" Anjali spoke sarcastically.

"Maa, please, you don't know depression feels like" Sanyukta replied.

"Marriage will remove this silly depression whatsoever it is" Anjali spoke.

"Maa,it's for real. Depression is for real! How the heck marriage will cure me" Sanyukta responded irked.

"In our time depression didn't exist, your generation is so weak to handle life. Listen Sanyukta you did love marriage, then that love vanished within months of marriage. Now marry someone even if you don't love that man because Arranged Marriage do happen, and they yield better results" Anjali retorted.

"Marriage with whom? Krunal!" Sanyukta spoke sarcastically.

Krunal is the best choice for you. Thank God you are getting a groom like him" Anjali remarked.

"Why the hell should I marry him!" Sanyukta exclaimed.

"Because he saved your life and he loves you as well. Now no excuses, you will get engaged by evening." Anjali declared throwing a bomb on Sanyukta.

Sanyukta felt angry and frustrated. She threw the bedsheet away. She sobbed until sleep took over.

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"Sanyu! You are still sleeping. Guests will come anytime. Change your clothes. A beautician will do your makeup and hair" Anjali panicked.

"Ma'am don't cry, it will spoil the makeup" the beautician spoke, getting irked by her sobbing messed up client.

"She is just emotional, Just give us a minute" Anjali spoke, getting embarrassed.

"Sanyukta stop making a scene!" Anjali hissed in Sanyukta's ear.

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"You are looking so beautiful" Sarita Devi spoke after Sanyukta got ready.

"Ma'am you always said I am an independent strong woman but now why do I need a part to be happy?" Sanyukta spoke remorsefully.

Of course, you are still strong and independent and will stay like that after marriage too. You can be working after wedding as well. Listen,you deserve happiness and my Krunal too deserve love. You will thank us in future" Sarita Devi started putting black kohl behind Sanyukta's ear to ward off evil eyes not aware of Sanyukta's devil destiny choking her ruthlessly.

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Next moment Sanyukta was sitting beside Krunal who slipped a ring in her hand.

Sarita and Anjali left for India next day. Sanyukta had emotions submerged deep in her heart they lay dying mercilessly.

"I know you don't love me, but I will make you fall for me. I promise each day you will smile" Krunal spoke out.

"Do whatever.... I belong to you now" Sanyukta spoke without enthusiasm.

"Give me and your life a second chance" Krunal stated.

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Sanyukta heard a loud thud. She rushed to Krunal's room. She found Krunal lying injured on the floor. His right hand fractured and head bleeding.

"What were you doing, Krunal?" Sanyukta exclaimed panicking.

"I was trying to stand up, but I fell..." Krunal spoke.

Sanyukta picked him up and settle him on bed and called a doctor at home.

When the doctor left, Sanyukta erupted" What kind of stunt you were trying...huh!".

"I can't be a liability on you" Krunal spoke out, honestly.

"Come on, you are not liability on me. In fact, it's my moral duty to help out" Sanyukta spoke feeding soup to Krunal.

"You are so strong, you picked me up in your arms to put me on the bed" Krunal spoke out.

"I am stronger than you think, Mr. Rathore" Sanyukta spoke sarcastically.

"Sure, you are Mrs. Rathore to be" Krunal chuckled thinking it is a perfect reply not knowing he pulled strings of Sanyukta's heart.

"Mrs.Shekhawat" reasonated in Sanyukta's ear. She excused to return to her room. A sudden epiphany of being someone else hit her hard. She took out a photo of Randhir posing for the camera with a smile.

"Why he did you leave me to be in this sh*tty mess? Everybody is dealing me like an object like a rag doll , only you could understand me truly. Please return to me or call me whenever you are before I belong to someone else" Sanyukta cried again this time too but with making noise, just tears accompanying her silence.

Readers stay tuned, the story will get more twisted so don't try making guessing, just stay tuned.