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

Angelina: He is becoming a rebel day by day. I thought after marrying him, I would be happy and Jennet would cry because she is finally defeated by me but I was wrong...The fact is that I am crying and her life is saved from this drunken gambler man.


I should call my father, maybe he is now ready to forgive me...


(Angelina: It's been a long since I last heard his voice...I am unable to control my emotions)


(Angelina: I started crying, He recognized me. I am happy and sad both. I hurt him badly. I shouldn't have been this greed to leave my family, being raped by Dalton and others, and now stuck with Grayson. I have ruined my whole life with my own hands)


Father: Where are you, my Angel? I have looked everywhere for you.


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