Vihan's POV The music of the dhol reverberated in the air, the lively beats signaling the arrival of the baraat. The courtyard was a riot of colors, laughter, and anticipation. Everyone was gathered, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the groom and his procession. I stood there, hands stuffed into my pockets, waiting for the Jindal family to welcome Baarat. And then, she arrived.Oh, my God!! Roohi came with her family—her brother, Raj, and his wife, Myra. But it was Roohi who stole the moment, who stole the air from my lungs. Her outfit was breathtaking—a lehenga in hues of wine and gold, a blend of traditional craftsmanship and contemporary elegance. The skirt flowed around her with a delicate sway, the intricate embroidery catching the light with every movement. The blouse was equally stunning, its fitted design adorned with sequins and beadwork that shimmered like stars. A sheer dupatta, edged in golden lace, draped gracefully over her shoulder, adding an ethereal touch
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