In The Arms Of Love

Part : 4

As Priya stepped into the lavish resort, the grandeur of the wedding preparations enveloped her in a wave of excitement and anticipation. The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of fresh flowers and the soft hum of activity as staff hurried to put the finishing touches on the decorations.

As she made her way through the opulent hallway, Priya couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the spectacle unfolding before her eyes. Every corner of the resort seemed to sparkle with a newfound energy, as if brimming with the promise of joy and celebration.

Lost in her admiration of the exquisite decor, Priya was startled from her reverie by the sound of a polite voice behind her. Turning around, she found herself face to face with a member of the hotel staff—a young man with a warm smile and a twinkle in his eye.

"Excuse me, ma'am, are you looking for something?" he inquired, his tone polite and welcoming.

Priya's surprise quickly gave way to a smile as she met the gaze of the friendly staff member. "Oh, no, thank you," she replied, her voice tinged with gratitude. "I was just admiring the beautiful decorations. Everything looks absolutely stunning."

The staff member's smile widened at her words, his pride evident in the way he stood a little taller. "Thank you, ma'am," he said earnestly. "We've put a lot of effort into making sure everything is perfect for the wedding."

Then he added may i have your name please mam ?

"I am Priya Sharma,"Lisa supposed to be my niece

As Priya revealed her name to the attentive staff member, she couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise at the level of personalized attention she was receiving. The mention of Lisa's special request to ensure her comfort only added to her astonishment, leaving her feeling slightly overwhelmed by the unexpected pampering.

However, her independent spirit was quick to assert itself as she insisted, "I will manage on my own. Just give me the keys, please."

But the staff member was unwavering in his commitment to provide the best experience possible for Priya. "Your room is on the 5th floor. We will escort you there, ma'am. Don't worry," he reassured her with a warm smile.

As Priya pondered the unusual quietness of the resort, the staff member offered an explanation. "They all went to the beach, and you need to join them as Lisa ma'am instructed. Now, come with us, ma'am," he urged, gesturing for Priya to follow.

Reluctantly acquiescing to the staff's insistence, Priya found herself being escorted through the luxurious corridors of the resort, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors. With each step, she couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place amidst the opulence surrounding her.

As Priya stepped into the serene sanctuary of her hotel room, a sense of relief washed over her. The soft, inviting bed beckoned to her tired body, promising a moment of respite from the rigors of travel. But as she settled onto the plush mattress, her late-thirties frame protested with a twinge of discomfort—a reminder of the persistent back pain that had become an unwelcome companion in recent years.

Closing her eyes in anticipation of much-needed rest, Priya's mind drifted to thoughts of relaxation and rejuvenation. Yet, like an unexpected storm on a tranquil sea, memories of Ram came crashing into her consciousness, disrupting her tranquility with their unwelcome intrusion.

"Oh God, is he in Bali too?" Priya's voice trembled with a mixture of anxiety and frustration as she voiced her fears aloud. 

A surge of panic threatened to overwhelm her as she imagined the potential repercussions of such an encounter—a turbulent storm of emotions ready to erupt into a tempest of chaos and confusion. But even as fear threatened to consume her, Priya summoned a steely resolve, determined to quell the rising tide of anxiety before it could engulf her.