Chapter 21: A Gift Beyond Gold The morning after the grand wedding felt like a gentle dream unfolding. Soft laughter floated through the hallways, the lingering scent of sandalwood clung to the fresh curtains, and the rhythmic jingling of Niyati’s bangles added music to the quiet home. Everything seemed new, yet comfortingly familiar — as if the house itself welcomed its new daughter with open arms. Niyati stood before the mirror draped in a deep red silk saree. The fabric hugged her delicately, its golden border catching every drop of sunlight that slipped through the window. Her hair, neatly tied