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His palm wraps around my neck like it's made for him, like I am made for him, eyes filled with love and desire we slowly inch towards each other our lips a hair distance away when...
Freshening up, I started to wear this suit mumma gave me. Yesterday an uncle called and said that they were coming to see me for their son. They didn't give any details regarding themselves, like how they know me or from where they just told us that they were coming today. Let's just hope they don't like me *fingers crossed *
I was wearing a cream colored kurti with cream sharara and a green dupatta along with that I adorned simple jewelry ,a simple butterfly teardrop earring and teardrop shaped silver pendant.
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Descending the stairs, I help mumma with plating of the snacks, I have been given strict instructions to not come in front of them until and unless I'm not called out to.
The past 3 weeks have been a rollercoaster of a ride, I did every possible thing that was in my power to make my parents understand, I begged, I whined, I fought, I pleaded even threatened them but to no means. When I said my father will be adamant on his decision I meant it.
The hall and living room was separated by a curtain that's why when the prospective groom's family came, I took a peek from behind the curtains. At first I could see a couple around my parents age greeting my parents then a girl, must be a few years younger than me and then was the groom.
