2 weeks later

Sana Rai

I was sitting before the mirror while some beautician was poking her makeup brushes on my eyes, cheek.

This is soo irritating!

So, today is the day I officially step into my barbaadi.

My wedding day!

"Can you just take it a bit slow?" I asked the beautician because she was working so furiously on my face that it was hurting.

Why do I even have to go through this?

"Neha, I don't want to get married!" I whined and she glared at me.

"Shut up, you literally have a prince charming as your husband. Handsome, rich and soo soo caring. What more does a...