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Chapter 12 — What She Wasn’t Meant to Hear
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2026-09-25 11:16:57
Kripa Shankar SharmaChapter Note Riya wanted Aryan to tell her the truth. She just wasn't expecting to hear part of it through a locked door. This chapter finally pulls back the curtain on the world Aryan has kept hidden—and Riya is about to discover that being Mrs. Rajvansh comes with far more than a twelve-month contract. Some secrets are better left unheard. But once you hear them, there’s no going back.
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