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"Sonali, they are here. Hurry up." Aadya, her cousin, jumped in excitement while looking through the window at the Bentley which had just been pulled inside the gate.
The garden looked lush with the greenery because of the rain that hadn't stopped drizzling since morning and the cold wind coming through the window hit her in the face, thus forcing her to take a step away.
“Aadya, help me out with these bangles first please!" Sonali spoke, fixing the embroidered border of the saree over her shoulder perfectly. It was a lightweight saree given by her aunt, Anjali.
Sonali has been staying at her paternal aunt's house for a long time now. Ranauts were probably the only genuine relatives she has had over the past many years apparently.
"Let me first see how he looks. Mom was saying he's in his thirties already.” Aadya stepped closer to the window to peeked out again, only to hear a grumbling Sonali from behind, sounding quite annoyed. She really wanted to tell her to not judge that person based on his good looks.
“Aady, please! First help me out.” Sonali was annoyed with how heavy the bangles felt on picking up and they weren't ready to slip down her wrists either.
She kept the ones she'd been holding back to the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror.
Her hair was yet to be styled, it'd just been ironed so far. There was nothing she wore around her neck but the earrings were embedded with heavy stones, making her earlobes dangle more than normal.
"Fine. I won't have a look first, it's your to be groom anyway. But I like him more than you, just forget about being the bride. I'll happily take the vows instead." Aadya grinned while pushing down the bangles smoothly through her wrists.
Sonali could only roll her eyes in response. No matter how nice and down to earth the family was, they for sure knew how to spoil their own daughter rotten.
Aadya was a great cousin sister and a friend but there were still limits to her niceness sometimes.
"Done." She smiled looking at the reflection into the mirror. "Looking so gorgeous as always, Sona. That man downstairs is going to experience love at first sight.” Aadya’s dramatic expression was smacked away by a swat on her hand that was resting on Sonali’s shoulder.
“Didn’t you just say you would like to take the vows instead? What's with the sudden change in the plot?” Sonali stood up to fix the pleats of the saree, ignoring the teasing face of Aadya that seemed too excited for her liking.
How could she be so annoying sometimes, Sonali could never guess.
“Are you jealous already, Miss Mehra?”
“In your dreams, Miss Ranaut.” Sonali turned around and raised her eyebrows, as if asking for a genuine comment upon her appearance. Aadhya raised both her thumbs up after taking a step back to have a proper look at her from head to toe.
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