The grand Ranawat mansion was a breathtaking display of wealth and tradition. The air, already thick with the scent of marigolds and incense from the puja, now buzzed with the low murmur of Jaipur’s elite.
Mihika, dressed in her heavy golden lehenga, moved through the crowd like a queen, a porcelain smile fixed on her face. As the elder daughter-in-law, the weight of the evening’s hosting duties a task Ekansh had deliberately dumped on her shoulders.
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