There were no chandeliers.
No crowd waiting to cheer.
Just her arriving in her own time.
She didn’t wear blush to be delicate.
She wore it because it felt powerful.
Draped in a net saree that caught light like a secret,
And adorned in jewels that framed her like a portrait,
She stepped into the room not for attention, but with intention.
The bride didn’t need to perform.
She stood still, and the celebration shifted around her.

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