The air was heavy with the faint fragrance of rose petals and smoke from the wedding lamps. After they finished taking blessings, his mother turned toward her daughter.
“Take your bhabhi to her room,” she said softly, a polite smile on her lips that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

Reeva, walking over to Ipshita. She placed a careful hand on her shoulder, guiding her gently. Ipshita moved without thought, her body responding while her mind stayed elsewhere.