Chapter 5

"Now, you will have to paint your hands with henna." Ruchika wiggled her eyebrows , showing me the cone. Her own hands being full Red. Vansh was loading her cousin's bags in a car. It was yesterday when Harini's official betrothal ceremony was organised, inviting all the business partners and clients, and i was announced to marry the elder son of this house.

Vansh was spell bound as it was just a week ago, when he said he wanted me to marry his brother but then he did not wanted to call me bhabhi. Ruchika was excited for another wedding in house, that meant her extension of holidays in college. Others were happy with the decision but were little off that, their son will be ghar jamai.

Stereotypes.

I had seen Abhishek, my soon-to-husband, in the ceremony when he was unaware of his own marriage. His name had bought a shiver down my spine, when i heard it for the first time. But took it as a mere coincidence.

But when i saw him for the first time, I was frozen. The feelings that i though