TWENTY-THREE

AYRA’S POV:

Taking one last glance at my reflection in the mirror I sighed as it was my first time wearing such an eastern dress as usually, I used to wear skirts with tops but today as a newly married woman I wore a maroon colord shalwar kameez. It was a long shirt with flapper of the same color with a little bit embroidery near the neckline and the sleeves while the rest of the dress was simple with the dark color making it fancy at expensive at the same time.

Gliding my shoes in the gold clear heels I rested my dubatta at one side of my shoulder giving me an eastern look. My hairs were already wavy so I just let them float down my back.

I wore those earing which I found placed on the bed side table when I exited the restroom after taking a long shower and calming my nerves in order to prepare myself to interact with that cold glacier. Like last night I didn’t find him in the room as the tie was still placed on the bed that reminded me of the intimacy with him early in the morning m