After a few weeks.

Shanvi POV.

I was seating on a chair in front of a mirror with all bridal make-up. All ready be someone's else, whom I don't even imagine.

I was well dressed with a red and pink border silk saree with minimal jewellery. My hands filled with black bangles and Heena.

This was all my fate I don't know how it happened......

I was soon called for marriage. My marriage is taking place in our village temple, which I used to visit often.

I went there a few ladies, whom some I know and others I don't know..... They are from the grom side.

I sat next...