The wedding function was tomorrow, but the cousins’ group had no plans of sleeping early.
Late into the night, they had turned the backyard into their own little retreat, spreading out mattresses and cushions, basking under the soft glow of fairy lights that hung from the trees. Laughter echoed in the air, mixing with the distant rustle of the wind.
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