Vidhya's pov :
It was our engagement and I was reluctantly during infront of a mirror while the makeup artists kept working on my face.
After a long time they were finally done and I looked at the mirror. I was beautiful but the dress was uncomfortable.
Everything was selected by Madan and it's getting on my nerves that it matches on me perfectly.
Soon, I was taken downstairs where the decorations were done perfectly. It screamed rich but I hated it.. I hated everything..
The floral designs were perfect but I wasn't even in a state to admire them. I was made to stand in the stage with Madan and our engagement was yet to begin."Seems like your brother isn't interested in attending our engagement. If he had come, he would've got a chance to eat good meal.", he mocked.
"Seems like your sister isn't interested too..", I said and the smirk in his face was replaced by an angry scowl but he didn't want to show it to anyone.
We exchanged ring which was damn beautiful but it irked me that it belongs to him. For me, he's nothing but a filthy bastard who plays with feelings.
Everyone clapped their hands and cheered us but little did they know they were clapping at my sorrows and misery.
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