She was his brother’s bride. He was the one who loved her first. When Meher marries into the Khurana family, she becomes the perfect bahu: graceful, quiet, devoted. But her eyes sometimes linger too long, especially when Ayaan—her husband’s elder brother—walks into the room. What no one knows is that Meher and Ayaan shared one silent, soul-stealing moment the night before her wedding—a moment neither of them ever spoke of again. Now, under the same roof, surrounded by family and tradition, desire coils between them like silk around fire. There are no words spoken between them. But glances burn. Breaths hitch. And sometimes... silence screams louder than love ever could.