Part 3
Inside her room, Vanya Kapoor stood before the tall mirror, adjusting the pallu of her shimmering saree a silver-blue creation that caught the light with every breath she took.
She looked breathtaking. The saree, picked specially by Rivaan, glinted like a thousand tiny stars stitched into fabric. Her hands hovered awkwardly by her side, unsure whether to smooth the pleats or fix her hair, which fell in soft waves over her shoulders.
A gentle knock came at the door. It creaked open to reveal Suhasini Taneja, standing with a velvet box in her hands.
"My child," Suhasini said warmly, "these are for you. Kangan and jewelry...for this beautiful day."
Vanya turned, smiling shyly. "Ma, this saree is already so dazzling. It’s what Rivaan chose. If I wear all that, I will look like a
