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Zain Khan came to the wedding with one simple plan:
eat good food, tease his best friend, forget his stress for one night-and go back to his life completely untouched.
What he didn't plan for was getting robbed by the universe.
Minutes after stepping into the wedding hall, fate pulled the cruelest prank of all.
The groom vanished.
The rituals couldn't stop.
And the wedding that was supposed to be his best friend's...
Somehow became his.
Prisha Pillai, on the other hand, was having the time of her life.
Bubbly, bright, and terrible at hiding her smile, she was excited for her sister's wedding-sitting in a corner with her legs crossed, calmly eating chocolate while the house buzzed with chaos.
She knew her sister would pull something dramatic.
She just didn't know how far her family would go to fix it.
When her sister went missing and panic took over the household, Prisha expected drama.
Tantrums.
Crying.
A possible fainting aunt.
She did not expect a replacement.
She definitely did not expect herself.
Before she could finish her chocolate, she was informed-very politely, very firmly-that she would be taking her sister's place at the mandap.
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Two people who came as guests.
Two people who stayed as strangers.
And one wedding that kismat absolutely refused to cancel.
"I want a divorce."
"Mein na woh thod sa anpadh hoon."