The evening sky over the Hussain mansion was painted in shades of gold and rose as the wedding preparations reached their peak. Soft fairy lights wrapped around every pillar and tree, giving the place a dreamlike glow. The gentle hum of guests arriving, the clinking of teacups, and the faint music from the live band created an atmosphere of celebration.
Zulfishan sat in her bridal room, her hands trembling slightly as the makeup artist applied the final touches. The mirror reflected a woman in a stunning ivory and gold bridal dress, but her eyes betrayed more than just happiness—they carried a faint shadow of unease.
A soft knock came at the door. “Zulfi, can I come in?” Aabi’s voice was calm, almost hesitant.
She turned slightly, catching his reflection as he stepped inside, still in h
