Chapter 42
The sun poured golden light over the resort’s garden as soft chants from the priest echoed through the open space. Guests turned as the music shifted, announcing the bride's arrival. Nina stepped into the aisle, her deep red lehenga trailing behind her like a royal train. Her family held a decorated canopy above her as tradition dictated, and she walked gracefully—radiant, emotional, her eyes locked on Aman. Aman’s breath hitched as he saw her. His lips parted, and before he could stop himself, a tear rolled down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away, smiling at the woman walking toward him—his future. Standing beside him, Ishaan straightened his posture, eyes fixed on the ceremony… until a familiar voice called out to him. “Ishaan!” came the warm tone. He turned to see Racheal, elegant
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