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The Best Match
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Shree Jaisingh is a successful system software developer in a multinational firm. She has kept herself too busy to sought out a life partner for herself thereby throwing the burden upon her parent's already sagged shoulders. It's a tough job for the matchmakers to spot her best match. And, when they do, with her consent and approval, it only makes her realise that committing to a lifelong monogamy is exceptionally difficult with a man who keeps more secrets than he bothers to tell. In this new phase in life, when Abhimanyu Chauhan is resolute to give her hard time checking in her temper, there's less than likely chances that they end up being the best match.

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"Abhimanyu...." I eliminated the distance between us, "Why have you been so distant to me?"

"Shree...." He exhaled laboriously, his words left me wondering about the depth of pain he was in. It hindered my progress towards him. His back was facing me; he had his fist curled over the iron railing. "This marriage happened only because of my parents."

"How can you say that? I am your wife."

"You are my wife for the whole world to see. I wish to keep 'no-strings-attached' to it. I hold no responsibility for you." His lips were uttering what was in his mind and now I didn't want a glimpse of his profaned brain.

"What?" A mere whisper slipped past my lips, my eyes brimmed with tears, I wanted to shout, clamor and hurt him with my actions but I was fixing the broken pieces of my heart that were being crumpled under his feet.

"No strings attached? What do you think you've done? We are married for god sake; you do hold responsibilities towards me." I forced him to see eye to eye but his eyes were shut long back. If not, then we wouldn't be here.

"Do not force yourself on me. I have done it for our families." He exasperatedly snapped, "I should've told this to you in the beginning itself."

He didn't want me whereas I had already accepted him, he didn't even want to share his heart with me and I was ready to present my soul bare to him. I believed there was no point of persuading him to accept me when he clearly didn't look abreast at me.

"I want an answer now." I bit back a whimper that was choking my throat and looked straight at his back. "Will we ever find love in this?"

Tears dribbled down my cheeks and I had this clenching pain in my heart. My hopes, my dreams all of them could be shattered by his answer and still hoping against the hope, I expected him to not disappoint me. I opened my mouth to say something but his words were the final nail in the coffin.

"I don't know." With that, he left leaving me shattered and heartbroken, I kept zooming in at the space where he was standing a few seconds ago. I sunk down to my knees and sobbed for the way my life had turned up.

A question kept rebounding in my psyche; 'will we ever going to find love in this relation or will it end up before the commencement?'

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