Riddhima was baffled by the new surprise. She walked towards the window to get some breeze. She noticed Gayathri working enthusiastically for her grandson's wedding.
She never knows how to make an escape plan from prison. But what shocked her most was Vansh's grandmother. Riddhima didn't know what the sudden change was in Gayathri. She drifted into sleep, thinking deeply about her escape plan.
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Yes, it was Haldi ceremony day. Riddhima woke up earlier and decided to escape from the make-up artist and fashion designer. Ishani was busy searching for Riddhima. But Riddhima was sitting on the kitchen floor along with Sia. Riddhima had a cup of ice cream in her hand. Sia and Riddhima were sharing it.
Aryan screamed Sia's name from the living area, which made Sia walk away from the kitchen. Riddhima noticed a make-up artist and fashion designer walking inside the kitchen. Riddhima hurriedly trailed, hiding behind the refrigerator.
"I have never seen a bride with a sad face." A fashion designer gossiped about Riddhima to a makeup artist who seemed to be tense.
"What happened? I am only speaking in the morning. Is your health okay?" The fashion designer inquired.
"I made a mistake." The make-up artist announced as a fashion designer was perplexed.
"The Haldi bowl sprinkled with red roses was for the groom, and pink roses were for the bride. A woman threatened me to pour something into the haldi bowl of the groom. I think that might cause skin allergies in the groom. I am scared. If someone knows about it, then I am going to be dead." The make-up artist fevered.
"Relax! No one will know about that. You calm down. Don't show your tense face to anyone." The fashion designer pulled the make-up artist from the kitchen.
Shall I tell it to everyone?
No one will believe me.
Shall I tell Vansh?
No, he will also not believe me.
Everyone will think that I am planning to stop the wedding by creating a prank.
Instead of telling everyone, why don't I exchange the bowl?
My skin will have rashes. I will stop the wedding.
But which woman had so much vengeance on Vansh?
Anything can happen to me, but I can't see rashes on my firestorm face.
Riddhima walked towards the living area. She found Aryan and Ishani carrying the Haldi bowl in their hands.
"Stop for a minute." Ishani and Aryan stopped hearing Riddhima's screaming sound.
"Who gave the bowl to you? Where are you taking it?" Riddhima queried them.
"Grandmother gave this. She asked me to take this to the lawn area." Aryan replied while Ishani glowered at Riddhima.
"What the hell are you wearing, Riddhima? You are a bride. From morning, I am searching for you in the entire mansion." Ishani scoffed as Riddhima surrendered by lowering her head.
"Ishani, relax. I will get myself prepared for the Haldi ceremony. Aryan, your dad called you to his room." Riddhima uttered, grabbing the bowl from Aryan.
Aryan walked towards his father's room. Riddhima offered to help Ishani as she viewed the silver foil paper above the Haldi bowl.
"Why are you carrying the bowl? We will ask the maid to do it." Sia entered, glimpsing at Riddima and Ishani.
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Tangled hearts in love
FanficHe's like a forest fire, ready to consume everyone who comes into contact with his enraged gaze. She had the consistency of river water. She enjoys forging her own way. Will these two different hearts become tangled and fall in love with one another?
