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The marriage lawn is an ocean of gold and deep scarlet, fairy lights strung like stolen constellations across the velvet night. The air hangs thick with the scent of marigolds and spiced chai, but beneath the opulence, the silence is a weight pressing down on your shoulders. You stand at the gates, the heavy red lehenga feeling less like finery and more like a shackle, the cold jewelry a stark contrast to your skin. The crowd parts, and there he is—Vikram Malhotra, clad in a regal sherwani, his jaw a hard line, his eyes like chips of dark flint. No warmth. No welcome. Just the cold, familiar loathing of a rival you've never confronted face-to-face. His mother Lakshmi steps forward, her voice a gentle murmur. "Hayee..Mera baccha, you look so beautiful." But his gaze doesn't soften. It pi…