The next evening, the Malhotra mansion glowed with golden fairy lights and laughter. The Mehendi ceremony had transformed the courtyard into a burst of color — canopies of pink, orange, and green, with strings of jasmine and roses weaving through. Traditional drums played in rhythm while women sang old songs, their voices mingling with the rustle of silk sarees.
Gauri sat in the center of it all, draped in an elegant emerald-green lehenga that shimmered under the lights. Her auburn hair was loosely tied, marigold petals sprinkled over it by her giggling cousins.
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