It was mid-October—seven months into my marriage.

The weather couldn’t seem to make up its mind; sometimes it rained, sometimes the sun blazed mercilessly.Just like me.

Some days I loved him. Some days I hated him.

And lately… I didn’t even know what to feel anymore.

I stood in the middle of our room—no, his room.

Ruaan Sharma’s room.

The man who was now my husband, my boss and the reason behind every sleepless night I’ve had.

He stood across from me, tall and unreadable, holding a stack of papers that could end everything between us.

My heart refused to believe it, but the silence between us said it all.

“Sign this and leave,” he said, his deep voice slicing through the tension.

I used to love that voice. Now it felt like a verdict.

The divorce

I knew that there would be this day but I didn't see it coming this early. This marriage was never about love—it was a deal, born out of chaos and wrapped in lies. Yet, somewhere between the fights, the silence, and his cold glares, I lost the battle with my heart.

And now I’m paying the price for loving the man who never chose me.

It all began ten months ago—

The day I joined Sharma Group of Properties.

Back then, I had no idea that walking into his office would change my life forever.

So, grab your cup of tea, because this isn’t just another love story.

This is the story of how I fell for my boss… and how loving him almost ruined me.