Love is made up of three unconditional properties in equal measure:

1. Acceptance
2. Understanding
3. Appreciation

Remove any one of the three and the falls apart.
When Two people are in relationships they make a straight line but when the third came in, it becomes Triangle, Which is Unrequited for someone and Reciprocal for another. This is, by the way, is something highly inadvisable. Think about it — do you want to live in a world of two dimensions?

Liam: I wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was not my place to do those things, not mine? Her heart was empty and Shallow, I will Warm it with my Love”

Jennet: I couldn't take much more of this. Being the object two men competed for wasn't as glamorous as it sounded in the movies. The two men who both wanted one hundred percent of my time weren't dashing, This is not what I want. I just want One, But who is the One for me?

Grayson: In the end, I regret all the chances I didn't take with you. I regret all the moments I let slip by. I regret all the times I hid my feelings from you. And in end, my biggest fear is losing you. I won't and I can't lose you at any cost.

Extreme long triangle, Three broken hearts, Regrets, and disappointment, Full of ups and downs has now reached an Arranged marriage. Will this marriage become successful?
Or history will repeat itself?

Unrequited Love to Arranged Marriage

“Oh go ahead and marry him, sweetie pie,” Mr. Smith yelled out. “Don't go holding a flame for me. Move on with your life.”


“Ohh Dad,” she muttered under her breath. 


Finally, it was time to give her the ring, and she didn't hide her disappointment when she saw it.


Liam simply smiled and slipped it on her finger.


“I now pronounce you man and wife,” the father said. 


He lifted the veil and was struck that she would wear so little make-up and still look stunning. She does have simple but excellent taste. She's going to throw a fit when she sees her new wardrobe which I filled with all the branded clothes according to her taste.


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