Myra's POV.
I wished myself a good morning as I woke up.
I went to the restroom and started brushing my teeth. I looked in the mirror and realised I looked like a zombie, swollen eyes, puffy cheeks, unkempt hairs, ughhh and my arm was still hurting so much.
I took a nice shower and wore a white frock, woohoo, the Indian outfit looks good on me. I wore my earrings and did my normal makeup. I did my hairstyle.
Myra Reddy, you are looking beautiful as always.
"Good morning everyone!" I wished everyone cheerfully as I descended the stairs.
"Bhabhi, are you OK?" Diya asked, and I smiled, seeing her concern.
"I am perfectly fit and fine," I replied happily.
"Come Myra, have breakfast with us," Jayant's uncle said. I nodded and sat beside Zain because all the places were reserved.
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