Ayanshi looked breathtaking in her bridal attire. The soft silk of her lehenga shimmered under the golden lights, highlighting her fair complexion, deep black eyes, and the faint blush on her cheeks. She looked like a dream—yet a dream that carried no joy. Today was her wedding day, but the sparkle that should have lit her eyes was missing.Her groom, Lavish Vardhan, stood tall beside her. A man in his late thirties, he was the epitome of charm and success—handsome, perfectly dressed, admired by all. People whispered compliments about him, but Lavish remained composed, almost detached.For Lavish, this was not