The morning of my engagement dawned with a frantic energy that I couldn't shake. I'd promised Arjun our usual yoga session, but the chaos of preparations—hair, makeup, the endless fittings—swallowed my time. By the time I realized I'd missed it, the house was buzzing with guests arriving early.
"Where are you", My phone lit up with Arjun's text. I bit my lip, guilt twisting in my gut, but there was no way to slip out now. The ceremony was set for noon, and I was the star of the show, the blushing bride-to-be in my shimmering pastel pink lehenga.




















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