Flames and Roses

"If you were hoping for something special from this marriage, let's be clear: it's a compromise to preserve my pride. I can't promise the love or rights a wife deserves, but loyalty is what I can give, without question. I won't betray you, but if you do, know that I won't hesitate to confront you, and eventually divorce. Remember, this marriage won't last forever." Arhaan spoke matter-of-factly, his words dripping with irony on their wedding night. "I don't have any expectations; love, rights, none of that. This union is a personal disaster for me. And trust me, I won't be unfaithful – it's not my nature. Feel free to pursue other relationships if you wish. I, for one, will sleep at night like a normal person. Now, since we've got that out of the way, I'm going to rest. Goodnight." She glanced at him, her voice filled with exhaustion. Arhaan, a force to be reckoned with, like fiery flames ready to consume, and Shayari, delicate and strong, like roses with hidden thorns for self-protection. When these two, bound against their will, find themselves entangled, will love have a chance to flourish, or will the flames reduce the roses to ashes in this unexpected union?"