Everyone had taken their seats. The soft murmur of the guests faded as the emcee invited Vedant and Vidhi to the stage. Gentle lights bathed the decorated platform in golden hues, and the clinking of glasses, light laughter, and the scent of fresh roses filled the air. It was an evening dressed in celebration,yet, beneath the surface, a storm brewed in more than one heart.
Vidhi stood beside Vedant, her smile graceful, her eyes scanning the crowd anxiously. She leaned a little closer, her voice barely above a whisper, "Aapne to bola tha plan banaoge... abhi tak kuch nahi socha kya?"

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