Aarohi's pov...
I froze at the top of the grand staircase, my palms sweaty, my stomach twisting in knots. My lehenga felt impossibly heavy, dragging me down each step. I could feel every eye in the hall on me, and my chest tightened with the weight of it all. This wasn’t some fairytale I had dreamed of—it was real, raw, and frightening. My life had changed in just two days, and now there was no going back.
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