I was born with a silver spoon, but I didn't want to let my life being an identity which my father had. She was my mother's responsibility and I wanted to accomplish it with dedication. She might have been expecting that I will give her luxurious life to live, which might become a truth, but I wouldn't be able to give her the rights of a wife.

"I am not interested in marriage, who agrees to be my Queen will just be a breeder. I won't have any emotional connection with my wife."

Little did I know that I will be seeing his long lost childhood friend as my responsibility, of my cousin's wedding celebration.

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I was walking like a lifeless leaf when I was informed about the person to whom I will be getting married wasn't even interested to get married. I forced myself to let jump on the chamber, all decorated with flowers and let myself accept the destiny of mine.

The tears flowed from my eyes when he filled vermilion in my hair parting. I was become his, but I chocked when I asked myself, will he be mine?

Somehow, my thoughts were cursing myself, because marriage is a sacred relationship for myself and I invested my whole life just to accept the destiny.

Someone, brought me towards his room and helped me to sit on the bed and said to wait for him and left me alone. I waited for a long time sighing deeply without even knowing that will he be come to me or not.

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Everyone forced me to enter the room, I was angry at her that how could she accept me, also after knowing my disbelief in the institution of marriage, just for some pennies. I threw my turban and pushed the door in anger, as I want to teach her a lesson.

She shivered in tears when I entered in the chamber to announce and clarify myself, "Why the hell did you accept this wedding? You didn't matter to me. Accepting someone's responsibility as a friend doesn't mean to accept the person as the spouse."

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He was boiling in anger and didn't let me speak but he himself declared, "You do not matter to me. I will not accept you as my wife," before leaving the chamber.

I cried out loud looking at skies, "Please help me mata rani!, he matters to me, and I will let him accept this, anyhow!"