Ruhi's pov - The day was alive with laughter and chatter, yet I felt like a ghost drifting through the festivities. Surrounded by bright smiles and welcoming arms, my heart was heavy with the weight of uncertainty. The Rathore family, with their warmth and charm, was an enigma that I was slowly beginning to unravel, but I sensed shadows lurking behind the brightness.

As I conversed with various relatives, a part of me was still trying to figure out my place in this new world. The questions came fast and furious—about my family, my upbringing, and the elaborate wedding that had brought us all together. I answered them all with a smile, but in the back of my mind, I was constantly aware of one looming question: Who was Avyaan, really?