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As they stepped into the restaurant, the warm glow of soft, yellow lights bathed the room in a cozy hue. The air was rich with the aroma of freshly baked bread, sizzling butter, and a medley of Indian spices that made everyone's stomachs growl in anticipation. The interiors were tastefully done, with wooden furniture, subtle art on the walls, and soft instrumental music playing in the background. The laughter of diners and the clinking of cutlery added a cheerful rhythm to the ambiance.
They made their way to the table they had reserved earlier, which was placed near a large window showcasing a view of the bustling street outside. Everyone settled into their seats, except Risha, who was still deciding where to sit. She started moving toward Jaanki to sit beside her, but before she could, Raghav quickly slipped into the spot, flashing her a sheepish smile.
"Aye, kutte! Uth yaha se mujhe baithna hai yaha!" Risha exclaimed in annoyance, her hands on her hips.