2.Shadi?

Suryawanshi Mansion buzzed with laughter, teasing, and company. It decorated like bride .

Suddenly, everyone froze as they heard a car engine stop in front of the mansion. Everyone turned to look — the car belonged to Vidyut Suryavanshi. He stepped out wearing a white-gray tuxedo.

His mom smiled as he touched her feet and hugged his brother, Rudra.

“Where is Nisha(vidyut sister)?” he asked.

“She’s in college. It’s her friend’s birthday today,” Rudra(vidyut brother) replied.

Vidyut nodded and went inside. He changed into sweatpants and a black T-shirt. He was scrolling through his phone when he saw something that made his eyes darken and his face harden. Clenching his fist, he went downstairs, seeing everyone laughing and chatting.

Calmly, his father said, “I need to speak.”

“You know your marriage is fixed with Priya,” his father began. “We have to hold the wedding soon.”

Vidyut’s jaw tightened. He avoided the topic but finally said, “After 5 days”

His mother’s eyes widened. She didn’t want this marriage because she knew Priya wasn’t good for her son. But she also knew she couldn’t do anything — not when her husband made the decision in law. She kept silent and didn’t say a word.

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Later that night, when Nisha came back home, she got to know about everything. She wasn’t happy — not because of Priya, but because she had never liked her.

Later at night, Nisha told everything to Rooh.

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At night, everyone was sitting at dinner when Nisha spoke up, “Maa, can I invite Rooh to the wedding?”

Her mother nodded. Rudra’s eyes lit up instantly as they heard Rooh’s name. They hadn’t met her in a long time, and Rudra was visibly happy about it.

But there was another person — vidyut bua Sikha Suryawanshi — who never liked Rooh. Rooh had grown up as an orphan, a child without parents, and Sikha always held hatred for her.

When Sikha spoke, her voice was sharp and bitter.

“Koi zarurat nahi hai us ladki ko bulaane ki! (There’s no need to invite that girl!)”

Before she could complete her sentence, Vidyut stood up, his hand tight, and said firmly,

“If my sister wants her to be invited, then she’ll be invited — with love. No one will stop her.”