Samaira's POVWe reached the 'pearl palace' in 15 minutes. I was not allowed to enter the hall with them instead I was asked to sit in a room that was a pink in colour. The room had a mirror, a seat opposite the mirror along with a couch and a coffee table. I drank some water from the water bottle that was kept on the coffee table.
"Samaira, come! It's time." Tris said as she came in.
Tris was looking beautiful in her black saree. She had gold earrings on with some makeup and hair in a bun.
"Yeah." I said as I moved towards her, not before catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror.She smiled and kept her arm around me and we together walked to the hall.
I took a deep breath before the big doors of the hall opened and a gathering came into view.
The hall was extremely beautiful and with the decorations on. It was pink and white but with the lights it looked purple. There were many tables for the gathering to sit. It was like a palace and I felt like a princess with Sidhant being my handsome prince.
Everyone's eyes was on me as I walked in. I looked at the floor with a small smile on my face. When I raise my eyes, my eyes were met with a pair of brown eyes in which I felt myself getting lost. His eyes were filled with love and his smile depicted his happiness.
Sidhant was looking extraordinarily handsome in his black sherwani that had golden buttons with a white designer dhoti.
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