Prologue

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"Do you accept Sufiyaan Baig, son of Malik Baig as your legal husband with a haq-mehr (gift) of 20 million dollars?"

The silence in the room was thick, and for the first time, Jahanara spoke. Her voice, though soft, was the most soothing sound any of them had ever heard. "Qubool Hai,"(yes) she said, repeating it three times, each utterance carrying weight in the air.

Sufiyaan, still watching her from behind the flower garlands, found himself momentarily transfixed. It was as though he had never really seen her before. She is beautiful, he thought. But before he could process it further, the Imam turned to him, his gaze expectant.

"Sufiyaan Baig, do you accept Jahanara Noor, daughter of Noor-e-Jahaan as your legal wife?" the Imam asked.

Sufiyaan's cold, deep voice answered, "Qubool Hai."(yes)

The words were final, and as the ceremony concluded, a silence fell over the room. A new chapter had begun for both of them, one forged by family and circumstance, not by love.

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