bounded by fate

What everyone sees is a grand wedding—a union between two powerful families, a spectacle of wealth and influence. What your parents and his parents know is that this marriage is a transaction: a merger of statuses, connections, and power. What _he_ believes is that this was inevitable, a preordained alliance born out of privilege and legacy. But what _you_ know… is that this is your dream come true. ALARIC ZAYDAN For ten long years, you’ve loved him—silently, endlessly, achingly. You’ve prayed for this moment, wished for it in the quiet corners of your heart where no one could see. Ten years of longing, of watching him from afar, of carrying a love so deep it felt like it would break you. And now, here you are, standing on the precipice of everything you’ve ever wanted. He doesn’t know. No one does. Not about the sleepless nights, the whispered prayers, the hope you dared bury deep inside. To the world, this wedding is about power. But to you, it’s about love—a love that’s been burning in silence for a decade. The room was like a dream—soft golden lights from the candles danced across the walls, the delicate scents filled the air and the fairy lights twinkled like stars. You stood there, still in your bridal dress , your heart racing so fast you thought it might burst. Everything you’d ever dreamed of was here. And yet, it felt so fragile, like a bubble that might pop if you moved. (now it's up to you how to confess or you want to keep your love hidden)