Drapetomaniac12

Two families. An arranged marriage. 
What could possibly go wrong?

A story filled with love, laughter and lots of embarrassment.
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"You can't find someone so pretty, smart, funny, stubborn, mature, childlike, fearless, shy, insecure, emotional, no bullshit; all at the same time."

"You're like a broken compass. You are either happy or just fucking annoyed with everything. Either way, you don't know exactly how you feel and what you want."

Despite not wanting to get married, when Naira's family insists her to tie the knot, she decides to give Ayan a chance. Cocky, friendly, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trail of secrets that haunt his past and come knocking down his present. Getting kidnapped, temporarily adopting a seven-year-old, attending a marriage, making new friends... Naira does it all. Amid all the chaos, she'll find not only love but also herself.

"Your laugh wrinkles your forehead. It touches my foolish heart."

"You're like a book I keep on reading but can't remember. Every time I read, I find a new section, a new paragraph, a new sentence."

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The characters are both Indian and reside in Delhi as of now.

What a mess

"The first time we met, you kept glaring at me, which is so you! That's the part I love the most: you've always been yourself with me, sunflower."

I hold in my breath as his hands lightly hold mine so he can get the ring into my finger. He looks up at me and I, expecting him to be smirking at me, find myself surprised when he smiles at me.

His fingers leave mine shortly after, and I bring my right hand closer up to admire the ring on my finger.

A small gasp escapes me, and I can't help but smile at him as he slowly stands up. "Did you make it out of rubber bands? Wow..."

It is a ring made of black rubber bands. The rubber bands are supposedly twisted around, giving the ring a neat look.

He nods his head, slowly stepping back, and I make gushing sounds, raising my ring finger and admiring it in front of him, slowly brushing my thumb against the soft rubber bands.

"It's beautiful. How did you do it?"

Stole My Heart