Sita Mathur, IAS. An honest, loyal, dedicated, intelligent, kind, and fierce IAS officer to the outer world. But, a sweet, loving, bubbly, cute, and obedient girl for her family.
Ram Raghuvanshi. A strict, powerful, emotionless, and ruthless "RR" of...
I KNOW THAT I AM UPDATING AFTER A LONG TIME. I KNOW YOU ALL ARE UPSET, BUT I AM MORE UPSET WITH YOU. EVEN AFTER MY MESSAGE YOU ARE DIDN'T HIT THE TARGET I SET FOR THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER.
BUT I AM STILL UPDATING FOR THE SAKE OF THE READERS WHO VOTE REGULARLY FOR MY CHAPTERS. BUT THIS WILL BE THE LAST TIME THAT I WILL BE DOING THIS.
NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UPDATED ONLY IF YOU LOT HIT THE SET TARGET. I AM OPEN FOR SUGGESTIONS. YOU CAN REACH OUT TO ME THROUGH THE COMMENTS, ONCE AGAIN I CAN BRING CHANGES ONLY IF YOU INFORM ME.
I AM TELLING YOU IF YOU DESIRE A CERTAIN SCENCE OR TYPE OF PLOT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER YOU CAN WRITE TO ME IN THE COMMENTS.
ONE CONFUSION FOR ME IF I AM TO UPDATE THE NEXT CHAPTER WHAT SHOULD THE PLOT BE:
A) FAST FORWARD TO THE BEGINNING OF WEDDING CEREMONY
B) SOME SCENE BETWEEN RAM AND SITA
C)NONE OF THE ABOVE(THEN PLEASE MENTION THE TYPE OF PLOT YOU WANT IN THE COMMENTS)
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25 FEBRUARY 2024, 5:30 .p.m.,
TRIDENT HOTEL, MUMBAI
BRIDE'S ROOM
The day of their engagement ceremony had finally arrived. It seemed like the entire world was buzzing with excitement as the news of their union spread like wildfire. The venue was beautifully decorated with vibrant flowers and shimmering lights, creating a magical atmosphere.
The air crackled with excitement, a symphony of nervous laughter and hushed whispers. Sita sat in the center of the chaos, a whirlwind of silk and laughter. Her friends and her cousins, a formidable team of seasoned veterans, buzzed around her, their hands a blur of motion as they transformed her into a radiant bride-to-be.
Sita, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of apprehension and joy. They were applying layers of shimmering eyeshadow, carefully shaping her brows, and coaxing her lips into a perfect pout. Her reflection, a vision in a shade of pink lehenga, looked back at her, alien yet strangely beautiful.
'Sita, darling, you haven't even touched your juice or the fruits!' Her chachi appeared at the doorway, holding a plate laden with sweets. 'You need your strength for today's night to come.'
Sita, a sigh left her lips and she turned towards Yashasvi and said in fake sad tone to humour her friends and cousins. "Chachi I will be able to drink or eat something only when they will allow me to right? They are so excited that I am starting to doubt whether it is my engagement or theirs."
