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2 days later, Udaipur Diary, #AdikiAdya
The journey from Mumbai to Udaipur had been nothing short of a festive chaos—flights buzzing with laughter, endless luggage packed into two trucks, and an entire family running on adrenaline and excitement.
Aditya and Adya had always wanted a wedding that felt like a celebration of not just their love, but of tradition, culture, and family.
And what better place than a grand haveli in Udaipur?
A place where every corner whispered hi온라인카지노게임, where the walls held stories, and where their new chapter would begin amidst all the love and blessings.
Udaipur, the city of lakes, had outdone itself tonight.
The sprawling haveli, a perfect blend of hi온라인카지노게임 and grandeur, stood illuminated under the starry sky.
Golden fairy lights draped over its majestic arches, while intricate floral arrangements of marigold and jasmine infused the air with a sweet fragrance.
It was the night of Aditya and Adya's mehndi ceremony—a night of colors, music, and hidden emotions.
The haveli had been divided into two halves—one for the groom's family and one for the bride's.
As tradition dictated, Lavika belonged to the groom's side, but her heart held a soft spot for Adya, who had always been too warm, too kind to not be adored.
Yet, despite the cheerful atmosphere, Lavika's mind wasn't completely present.
No matter how much she tried to focus on the festivities, there was one presence she couldn't ignore.
One pair of familiar light brown eyes that seemed to linger on her every move.
