Aditya took Dhriti forcefully to his penthouse, leaving her mind and body numb amidst the chaos. Her sister, Meera, whom she admired, had eloped, and her best friend was taken by their rivals' family, leaving Dhriti unaware of her condition. Aditya maintained a stoic face as he led her inside and near the couch. His heart broke seeing her tear-stained face. He knew he was helpless; the deeds that should have been done were already done, and nothing could be changed.

In the game of reputation, they both became pawns, unknowingly destined to get married. They loved each other, yet they were married in a forced marriage against their will. Everything has changed now! Her love for him turned into hate, while his love for her turned into guilt, a curse to her.

Dhriti had just entered her 20s, eager to explore the world, build her life, and career, but ended up getting married to her crush in a forced marriage. Marrying one's crush doesn't guarantee happiness. Everyone aspires to become a strong, independent woman before choosing their marital life. But Dhriti became a pawn in the game of reputation.

Aditya loved her, and Tanik, knowing his son loved Dhriti, threatened him to marry her as a replacement for their daughter's wedding. Otherwise, he could kill Dhriti if Aditya didn't marry her. Aditya knew it was wrong to force her into the wedding. She was too young for this marriage. But he was helpless, trapped in his father's game, which dragged even his love of life into it. He wanted to kill himself for being this helpless.

The pain, yearning, and pleading in her voice and eyes broke him. He felt like he was dying inside the minute he forced her into the wedding. Dhriti stood near the couch, looking eternally beautiful despite her unshed tears, red eyes, and pain. Her face lost all color, and she looked pale, her body numb. Aditya's heart broke as he felt someone squeeze his heart.

Sighing, he left her hand and handed her water with slightly trembling hands. He cleared his throat, maintaining an emotionless face despite the huge turmoil inside him.

"Drink water and change your clothes," he said in his cold voice.

"Go straight, take a right in the first bedroom, and your clothes. Change and come to the opposite room, which is mine."

Dhriti's gaze pierced through Aditya like a dagger, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity that left him breathless. The air was heavy with tension as she slapped him, the sound echoing through the house like a crack of thunder.

Aditya's eyes widened in shock, his anger simmering like a cauldron about to boil over. He glared at her, his voice trembling with rage.

"Dhriti," he growled, his tone low and menacing.

But Dhriti was unfazed, her tears streaming down her face like a torrent of sorrow. She yanked her hands free and sat on the couch, her body shuddering with sobs. Aditya's anger dissipated, replaced by a deep concern that pierced his heart like a knife.

"Dhriti... listen to me," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.

But Dhriti's anger was unrelenting, her words pouring out like a tidal wave of pain.

"Don't... don't even say my name from your bloody mouth, Mr. Oberai," she spat, her voice venomous. "Your touch, your voice, my name from your bloody mouth - everything disgusts me! I hate you, I hate loving you, I hate myself for loving a monster like you! I hate your presence, your existence itself suffocates me!"

Aditya's tears flowed like a river, his heart shattered into a million pieces. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to find a lifeline to cling to.

"Please... stop," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

But Dhriti's pain was unrelenting, her words cutting deep into his soul.

"Why should I stop, Mr. Oberai? This is the truth! The truth will always be bitter, but that's the truth! Why did you marry me against my will? Why did you destroy my life? You married me just to save your reputation! And what did you expect? For me to come to your bedroom? So you can force yourself on me? Ra*e me? I hate you, Mr. Aditya Oberai... I hate you!"

Aditya's world came crashing down around him, his heart heavy with grief.did she think so low of him? How could she think he will force himself on her?He knew he had to make things right, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, he spoke, his voice cold but betraying his emotions.

"Mrs. Oberai, I might have forced you into this wedding, but that doesn't mean I will force myself on you. Not even in my dreams. If it happens, you will see me dead. Marrying you was just for the sake of reputation. And about my presence, voice, existence - get used to it because you're tied to me till eternity."

With that, he turned and walked into his room, closing the door behind him. Dhriti flinched and sat on the couch, her sobs echoing through the house like a haunting melody. Aditya, in his room, gave up, having no energy left. He took off his sherwani and threw it away, then destroyed everything in his room. Finally, he sat on his knees and yelped in pain.

"Don't hate me, Dhriti... I love you, jaan... I love you, Dhriti... I love you! I can bear anything but not your hatred! Today, this Aditya Oberai is dead from the inside... I'm sorry, jaan... I'm sorry... but it's for your sake... for saving your life... I never hated my father, but for the first time, I hated myself... I hate what I've become..."

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With that, he collapsed, overcome with pain and guilt, his heart shattered into a million pieces.

In temple,

7:30 pm

Evyansh was still dragging Sitara, his face emotionless. Sitara, despite being dragged, felt helpless and followed him with unshed tears. As she entered, she saw a small mandap decorated with a mix of white and red flowers, and a priest was present. Her heart stopped beating at the sight, terrified by what she saw.

Evyansh, still unaffected by her distress, stood near the mandap, checking to ensure everything was in order. Just then, they heard two concerned voices - a melodious female voice and a soft, warming male voice.

"What happened, bacha?"

"Are you okay, Ara?"

Evyansh and Sitara turned to see Gautham and Meera, their faces etched with worry and concern.

Sitara broke free from Evyansh's grip and ran towards her jiju and sister, tears streaming down her face. She hugged both of them, throwing one arm around each, and hid her face in her jiju's chest, whom she had always regarded as a father figure. Evyansh stood by, folding his arms across his chest, his eyes rolling in exasperation.

Gautham and Meera hugged her back, trying to comfort her. Meera caressed her hair, but Sitara's cries only intensified. Her body trembled with pain and fear. Gautham's dress was slightly drenched with Sitara's tears. Gautham and Meera exchanged worried glances. Sitara fisted Gautham's sherwani in fear, and her cries were uncontrollable.

Gautham sighed and asked gently, "Sitara, bacha, what happened? Why are you crying like this? Did someone say something to you?"

Meera nodded in agreement with Gautham. Sitara stepped back, her eyes puffy from crying. Her face was hidden behind her hair. Meera gently removes the hair strands from behind Sitara's ears. But a gasp escaped both as they saw Sitara's cheeks, now red and bruised.

Gautham's jaw clenched in anger, his temper rarely getting the better of him. Meera's eyes welled up with tears seeing Sitara's cheeks. She gently caressed them, trying to comfort her. Sitara winced in pain, whispering,

"Di, please don't touch. It hurts."

Gautham patted her head, asking,

"Who did this, bacha?"

Just then, they heard a deep, husky, cold voice of evyansh

"Solely because of herself, she's in this situation. Somehow, both our families found out that you and Bhabhi Ma eloped. But the Oberais discovered that Bhabhi Ma eloped with Bhai. One of our spies in the Oberai mansion informed our family that you eloped from your engagement with Oberai's daughter. But none of our families knew that you both were in a relationship for six years. We made sure they didn't even get a doubt or a trace of evidence. But now, out of nowhere, how did they find out? Why are we questioning Sitara? Why are her parents questioning her? How did they discover the truth?"

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He bombarded them with questions, making Gautham and Meera frown. What he said was absolutely right! But they trusted Sitara; she would never reveal the truth to her family. Because she knew the weight of the situation. Belonging to extreme rival families and loving each other wasn't easy for them. Despite that, they both stood together for their love. Evyansh from Gautham's side and Sitara from Meera's side played a crucial role as cupids for their love. Gautham and Meera trusted their own siblings more than themselves.

Meera turned towards Sitara, who was shivering with fear and confusion. She herself didn't know how her family found out. Meera gently caressed her hair, wiped away her tears, and asked Sitara gently,

"Don't cry, child. I know it's not your fault. But what actually happened? Just tell us."

Evyansh glared at her without an ounce of mercy. Gautham and Meera looked on with worry and concern. Sitara gulped the lump in her throat and whispered, her voice trembling with pain, "According to the plan, I went to the room and gave the letter written by you to Aditya Bhaiya. Papa, Mama, and Bhaiya read the letter, and suddenly, Papa and Mama slapped me, accusing me of helping you elope. Bhai dragged me to the room and demanded to know your and Gautham Jiju's whereabouts. I was shocked, unsure how they found out. Mama kept slapping me, asking about you and Jiju. Just then, the Raisinghania family arrived, and Evyansh forcefully brought me here." Sitara cried, with hiccups."

Meera's heart swelled with emotions, and her eyes welled up with tears. She couldn't bear to see her sister in pain. She hugged Sitara to her chest and cried, blaming herself for Sitara's pain. Gautham's gaze remained steady, yet softened as he witnessed their bonding. The Oberai sisters, who would die for each other, shared a heartwarming moment. Evyansh rolled his eyes, looking at Sitara, but his heart ached seeing Meera, his Bhabi Ma, who was like a mother to him. He had received the motherly love from meera which he missed out on 22 years of motherly love, and now, in tears, he received it all from her.

Meera suddenly broke the hug and, cupping Sitara's chin, asked with curiosity,

"But, Ara, we made sure our family didn't know about me and Gautham. Every single second, minute, I was with you only, bacha. But they found out about us and started slapping after reading the letter, which means they got to know everything through the letter. Did you give the letter we wrote this morning only?" Meera questioned Sitara. Sitara quickly nodded her head and replied,

"Yes, didi! I gave the letter written by you only."

Meera started thinking of possible ways and whispered to herself,

"But I didn't write any information about us, nor about Gautham in it. Then how did they find out?"

Just then, Gautham, who had been watching, replied,

"I guess someone might have misplaced the letter."

Meera asked with disbelief,

"But who could do that?"

Evyansh answered, thinking calculatingly in a cold voice,

"Maybe someone who knows about your relationship must have done this, Bhabhi Ma. Bhai, don't worry, I will look into it."

Meera and Gautham nodded, still in dilemma. Sitara lifted her eyelashes and saw Evyansh, who, feeling her gaze, lifted his eyelashes and glared at her. Sitara, fearing his gaze, turned her eyes in a different direction.

Just then, the priest called Gautham and Meera, who were in their outfits. Gautham was adorned in his golden-colored sherwani with heavy stone work, while Meera wore her red bridal lehenga with jewelry, looking like a princess in chaos. Sitara and Evyansh didn't even notice their outfits. Gautham said,

"Okay, let's think about the matter later. First, I want to make Meera mine forever." He smiled and said, unable to wait to make her his forever. They had been waiting for this moment since the start of their relationship. Now, the day had finally arrived.

Gautham went to Meera, wiped her tears, and kissed her forehead. He asked, showing his palm,

"Are you ready to be mine, jaan, not just in this life but for the next seven lives?" Meera's eyes glistened with happy tears, and she nodded, giving her hand to him. "You're always mine. I am only yours for the next seven lives. Nobody has the power to separate us, not even death."

Gautham was in tears, listening to her. He smiled and nodded.

But Evyansh, who was standing and smiling at their love, widened his eyes upon hearing the word "death". He placed his palm on Meera's mouth and said sternly, "Bhabhi Ma, you can talk about anything but not about death." Meera shook her head with a smile and ruffled his hair, saying,

"Okay, baba, I won't."

Sitara,Evyansh who smiling and seeing his brother and sister in law  love and care, was shocked. Her eyes widened, and her mouth hung open as she asked innocently,

"Do you even smile, Evyansh?"

Meera and Gautham started laughing after hearing her question. Evyansh glared at Sitara, who gulped upon seeing his glare.

Gautham, seeing Evyansh's glare, took Sitara aside and gave her a brotherly hug. "Aww, leave my poor bacha,"

he said, kissing Sitara's forehead. Evyansh sulked, went near Meera, and kept his head on her shoulders.

"Bhabi Ma, bhai, forget me,"

he said dramatically. Sitara and Gautham giggled, seeing Evyansh's sulky face. Meera ruffled his hair, kissing his forehead lovingly.

"It's fine, you have your Bhabi Ma on your side."

She winked at him. In response, Sitara and Gautham rolled their eyes, and everyone laughed.

Sitara glanced at Evyansh, who was totally different with her sister and jiju. She couldn't believe that just a few minutes ago, he was the same person who was blackmailing her with a gun, showing no emotions or mercy. But here he was, smiling and laughing carefreely. She noticed his dimples and was gawking at him. Feeling Sitara's gaze, Evyansh glared at her.

Just then, Gautham said,

"Okay, guys! Let's head to the mandap."

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Who misplaced the letter???