| Management number | 238639748 | Release Date | 2026/07/11 | List Price | $11.96 | Model Number | 238639748 | ||
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<p>A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real?</p><p>The classroom was suffocatingly silent, the air thick with unspoken malice and amusement. The lights above buzzed faintly, casting cold shadows on the walls. It was the last period, and most students had cleared out. Only a handful remained, Isha and her gang, and the girl they'd cornered yet again: Avantika.</p><p>She sat slumped on the floor, her books scattered, her hair clinging to her damp face as sticky orange juice soaked through her kurti. Her breathing was shallow, her chest heaving with quiet sobs. Her hands trembled as she reached out to grab her bag, but a foot slammed down on it.</p><p>"Oops," Isha said with a wicked grin. "Clumsy little first-year, aren't you?"</p><p>"I-I didn't do anything," Avantika whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper.</p><p>Isha crouched in front of her, pulling something from her pocket. The sharp glint of a knife caught the dim light. Avantika's eyes widened in horror.</p><p>"P-please... n-no... please don't," she stammered, shaking her head rapidly. Her body curled into itself, as if trying to disappear. Her lips trembled. "I didn't even talk to anyone... I swear... please..."</p><p>"You think you're better than us?" Isha sneered, twirling the knife with casual ease. "Coming in with that innocent face like you're some saint... Makes me sick."</p><p>Her friends laughed, their cruel cackles echoing off the walls like a bad dream.</p><p>Then, without warning, Isha grabbed the front of Avantika's shirt and ripped it open. The sound of tearing fabric echoed like a gunshot.</p><p>"NO!" Avantika screamed, wrapping her arms around herself.</p><p>"Shut up," Isha snapped. "You're lucky we're not live-streaming this shit."</p><p>Avantika curled in on herself, tears spilling down her cheeks like a river. "Please... please stop... I didn't... I didn't do anything to you."</p><p>"Exactly," one of the girls sneered. "You're too pathetic to even fight back."</p><p></p>
| Book format | Paperback |
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| Fiction/nonfiction | Fiction |
| Genre | Literature & Fiction |
| Pages | 290 |
| Subgenre | Romance |
| Series title | No Series |
| Number in series | 0 |
| Edition | 1 |
| Publisher | Ottavio Ferrante |
| Language | English |
| Is collectible | N |
| Recording time | 0 min |
| Retail packaging | Single Piece |
| Assembled product dimensions (l x w x h) | 6.00 x 0.61 x 9.00 in |
| Assembled product weight | 0.86 lb |
| Bisac subject heading | Fiction |
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