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Singhania House — The Next Morning
Golden sunlight filtered into the room, warming the corners as birds chirped outside.
Shivika shifted under the blanket and groaned softly.
Her arms ached. Her legs were sore. Her hair was a frizzy bird's nest.
And she was still in her bridal night suit — soft pink silk gifted by Kritika — with her chooda clinking gently against her wrist.
But before she could even move—
Two warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
And a familiar voice, rough from sleep, whispered into her neck:
“Good morning, Mrs. Singhania.”
Shivika blinked, face heating up.
“I must look like a raccoon.”
Siddharth chuckled.
“A cute raccoon. With sindoor and a lifetime contract.”
She rolled onto her back, facing him. His hair was messy, eyes half-lidded, still drowsy.
“You always look good when you wake up?” she asked, suspicious.
“Nope. Today I just woke up to you, so—bonus glow.”
She laughed, then buried her face in his chest.
“I don’t want to get up.”
“Me neither. But you have a rasoi rasam. And saree duty.”
“I don't even know how to wear a saree!”
“Then lucky for you,” he smirked, leaning closer, “your husband is multi-talented.”
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30 minutes later, chaos reigned.
Siddharth stood behind Shivika in front of the mirror. She was in her petticoat and blouse, holding the sky-blue silk saree like it was an enemy.
“This is a 9-yard monster,” she groaned. “I’m going to fall flat on my face in front of your mom.”
“Not on my watch.”
He took the saree from her, carefully pleating it like a YouTube pro. Shivika watched in stunned silence.
“Where did you learn this?!”
> “I lived with Kritika and Bhaiya for two years. I've helped her iron more sarees than I’ve ironed my own shirts.”
" You watched kritika wore it " shivika said shocked
" Are u serious?' siddharth stopped drapping her saree and looked at her in disbelief
" That's what came in my mind" shivika said now being all innocent
" I learnt it from mom " he said while again drapping her saree
She watched him fold, tuck, and wrap the fabric around her waist, his fingers warm against her skin. Her heart fluttered.
As he adjusted the pallu over her shoulder, their eyes met in the mirror.
He leaned in, gently placing a kiss on her bare shoulder.
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