We walked past each other without saying a word, and then my dupatta gets stuck to his Watch. We both freeze and make eye contact again and then "He" starts apologizing. "He" has the most attractive voice ever, it's almost angelic. I'm so happy Everyone else is distracted right now. "He" carefully removes my dupatta from his watch without damaging it, smiles at me and walks on to take pictures with the rest of the groomsmen. That's when I noticed my brother, glaring daggers at both me and him... Marah, a brown girl at her older brothers wedding falling for a boy she can't be with They both slowly find love towards each other but... Her older brother gives both a strict warning to stay away from each other. will They obey him or secretly see each other still? Will they get caught? Read to find out 😏 An Indian themed love story ( about time for one)
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