Uswa, adorned in her vibrant lehenga, gracefully settled on the bed. The fabric flowed with each subtle movement, yet the typical glow of anticipation that accompanies a bride-to-be was absent from her recently washed face. Instead, a deep concern furrowed her brow.
"Kubra api, Hyra kaisi hai?" she inquired about Hyra, her voice eager for reassurance.
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