It's official. I'm married. I stare down at my hands, the red bangles clinking softly on my wrists as I shift uncomfortably in the wedding chair. Ayaan is beside me, quiet and composed, his gaze fixed on the officiant as they begin the final rituals. I sneak a glance at him, but he doesn't return it. He hasn't, really, since the ceremony started.
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