"You-"
I was about to curse but my whole being froze when I was in the room and the sound of her bangles moving came. My heartbeats started causing a disruption in my body.
The back of my throat was dried. Inhaling sharply, I endeavored to forget whatever happened with Saira and turned to my bride.
She was sitting on the bed, wearing the same shade of white lehenga, looking undeniable exquisite, dripping charm I was incapable of placing into words.
'What could I say when nothing would be enough?'
Staring at her in mesmerization, I was before her. Timidly staring back, we kept our eyes locked for the two minutes in utter silence in the well decorated and dimly lit room with candles.
"What?" She asked innocently, setting her dupatta over her head properly, averting her ga
