...phoenix, that was the only thought that arose in her mind when she saw him after many years , exactly like a myth he had literally risen again from his dead ashes,
Five years ago when he left her it was burning his own pyre and now he was completely uncertain if this was the same bride his mother had been talking about frequently on phone
Trying to hold on to her baby pink net veil over her slippery dress with saucy attitude could she be the same girl who long time ago was so naive and carefree , her dusky complexion turned golden with light touch up , shyness colouring her cheeks highlighting them , her long lehnga presented her like a fresh blossom
A tall handsome young man sat beside her his expression of sheer intelligence in eyes gleamed , his face a pleasant fondness for his wife so stark
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