On my wedding day, a whirlwind of emotions coursed through my heart and mind. Standing next to Liam Stevens, my dearest friend and someone eight years my senior, who hailed from the esteemed "Stevens" family, connected to my father through business, I felt both elated and pained. Our bond, which started as brotherly love, had grown into a deep affection over the years.
As fate would have it, our union was arranged, and Liam, despite harboring reservations, agreed to marry me for his mother's health. She suffered from a debilitating illness, and his selfless act tugged at my heartstrings. However, I couldn't ignore the fact that Liam was still entangled with Naila, a stunning model, whom I didn't resent, knowing she represented the epitome of grace.
Initially, our marriage was strained. Liam appeared distant, treating me like a stranger, and our once-familiar connection had vanished. As a novice in my family's business, I tried my utmost to embody the perfect wife, juggling household chores with my studies, but his cold demeanor remained unchanged.
Then, an unexpected twist of events turned everything upside down. I discovered I was pregnant, a secret I knew I had to keep from Liam. The revelation brought a mix of fear, vulnerability, and a determination to navigate this new chapter of my life, all while grappling with the complexities of my arranged marriage.
