The wedding day finally arrived like a storm I could no longer outrun. Every hour was packed with guests, last-minute adjustments, and the constant presence of family members who hovered around me like watchful shadows.
Raghav and I had not managed a single private moment since the haldi rasam. The house buzzed with activity, and whenever our eyes met across a crowded room, the hunger in his gaze mirrored the ache between my legs.
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