Nayantara pov:
The morning had begun in a blur of silk, perfume, and golden ornaments as I helped Pallavi prepare for her wedding. But amid the laughter, a sudden, violent wave of nausea forced me to rush aside and vomit.

Nayantara pov:
The morning had begun in a blur of silk, perfume, and golden ornaments as I helped Pallavi prepare for her wedding. But amid the laughter, a sudden, violent wave of nausea forced me to rush aside and vomit.

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