CROSSROADS

"See, listen, Dev," Vikas began calmly, attempting to drill some sense into his kid brother. "What you feel for her now is sympathy, nothing more than that. Just let it go. Marrying her isn't the solution to her problem. Why do people even marry? So that they can grow as a family and share a peaceful life together, isn't it? She can't even bear children. And after years of abuse under that sick psycho, she won't even be normal, and probably she can never ever be. Your life will be nothing but hell."

A tensed, prolonged silence prevailed as Dev, stone-faced, glared at his brother, his dark, twinkling eyes never leaving him. "So be it," he countered rigidly.

***

Devang Chaudhary, aka, Dev, as known in his circle, was the most eligible bachelor in town. He was tall, dark, handsome, and everything else that made him the perfect family man and hubby material. However, amidst pursuing his dream job which he painstakingly secured in a Fortune 500 company, and the constant taunting from his family to get "settled" in life, marriage and the union of souls was the last thing he had in mind, until, he found true love in the most unexpected, forbidden place.