THIRD POV :
The terrace was bustling with activity, a kaleidoscope of vibrant sarees and the low hum of festive chatter, but for Mihika, it felt like an island of isolation. She stood near the stone balustrade, her eyes fixed on the entrance, a quiet despair taking root in her heart. She was just about to reach for her phone when a movement in the far corner caught her attention.
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