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The vibrant atmosphere of Abhira's haldi function enveloped me, a kaleidoscope of yellow marigolds and laughter cascading through the air. Friends and family mingled, their faces lit up by joy, while the tantalizing aroma of traditional dishes wafted through the venue. After ensuring everyone was having a good time and helping wherever I could, I finally found a moment to breathe. My gaze drifted toward the bar area, a tempting oasis amidst the festivities.
“Should I get myself drunk? I think I enjoyed it last time,” I pondered, my curiosity piqued, as I made my way through the throngs of guests. Just as I approached, a familiar voice broke through my thoughts.
"Don't ever think about drinking ever again." It was Krish, his tone both assertive and oddly protective.
“Who the hell are you to stop me? My dad?” I shot back, irritation bubbling beneath the surface.
“You are a bad drinker. You can’t take it... And I’m going to be there to control you every time,” he replied, his words hanging in the air like an uninvited guest.
“Why would you control me? And I’m not that stupid to drink at a family function,” I retorted, holding my ground.
“But someone doesn’t care about family functions.” Our banter intensified as I stepped closer, emboldened. In an unexpected move, he pulled me by the waist, sending a flurry of butterflies dancing in my stomach.
“Don’t play with me,” he said, his voice low and serious. The sudden closeness startled me, and I pushed him away, my heart racing.
“What’s wrong with you?” I challenged, but just then, a drunken guest burst onto the scene, dancing wildly and prompting a fit of laughter from me. Krish’s eyes were fixed on me, intensity flickering in their depths.
“That was you last night,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“Shut up,” I replied, a playful tone slipping into my voice as I couldn’t help but return his grin. It was the first time I truly noticed his smile, and the sight softened something within me.
