THIRD POV :
The Ranawat mansion was a breathtaking whirlwind of vibrant marigolds, shimmering silks, and festive chaos. Preparations for the Grand Diwali Festival, the crown jewel of the city’s social calendar were in full throttle. As the elder bahu of the house, Mihika moved through the clamor with a quiet, practiced grace, coordinating a dozen different chores. But beneath the scent of incense and frying sweets, a lethal storm was brewing, invisible to the celebratory eye.
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