Unfaithful Marriage
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Completed, First published May 09, 2026

The novel opens onto a tragedy: Anika’s wedding day coincides with the death of her groom. Driven by obligation and family reputation, she unexpectedly marries his brother, Shivay. These chapters trace the tense beginnings of their marriage, revealing a reluctant union born of grief and circumstance. As Shivay attempts to navigate Anika’s discomfort, subtle connections spark between them, drawing attention from family and the media. The narrative explores the complexities of attraction amidst loss, and the pressures of a marriage built on shifting sands, hinting at a deeper connection struggling to emerge.
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