He was the king of his world having everything just by the flick of his fingers. He had every reason to smile but that was not his nature.
She was the princess of her family. She had every reason to cry but had this beautiful smile covering her lip...
"Tomorrow you are coming right", She asked him directly as she frowned.
"No, Why would I come to my own wedding", he asked irritated by her stupid questions.
"Then listen bring a jacket with you. It is so cold here in December. Nobody is listening to me. Don't forget to bring it otherwise I would freeze in cold tomorrow only", she told him before hanging up.
He frowned looking at his phone wondering how weird this girl he was getting married to was.
The night passed away and the disappointment on Disha's face said it clearly that it didn't work with Randhir. Kimaya knew how to read a person from his face. At least this was something she was proud of.
She sighed sitting in front of the mirror. Today, she was dressing up as somebody's bride. The thought itself made her feel weird in her stomach. She looked at the makeup artist who was trying her level best to enhance her beauty and the hair artist was just busy pulling her hair.
"You have really beautiful hair", the hairstylist said smiling at her as Kimaya nodded.
She never liked compliments. She felt like they were taunting her.
She clenched her fists trying to control her irritation. 3 hours and she was sitting in the same place with the same words thrown at her face. She was bored to a limit when it started to get irritating and on top of that Shivani fell asleep as well.
Finally, after so much wait, they got her ready but she couldn't enjoy it properly as the photographers wanted her to get her shoot completed. She was feeling so tired already but couldn't say anything.
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Finally, when she got to sit, she heard the music outside which was enough for her to know the arrival of the Baraat. She heard the door open as her mother entered inside along with her father.
She turned to look at them with a small smile.
"Now don't tell me I don't look good. I would kill those makeup artists. It took so long", Kimaya spoke looking at her mother than her father who was looking at her without blinking.
