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Divya POV

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I went to the changing room and locked the door. I started changing my dress. I put the skirt on before putting the blouse on. I wore my earrings and necklace. It was looking good on me. My hair is held loose. Then, I started arranging the dupatta pleats. I tried to set my dupatta pleats on my shoulder with the help of pins. Even so, the dupatta pleats keep falling on my arm.

Oh god! I'm such a mess.

I took a deep breath and decided to try for one last time. I started arranging the pleats all over again, with full concentration this time. I was struggling to get the pleats right and helpless. I finally decided to ask Hema for help. I opened the door of my room slightly and peeked out. Hema was nowhere to be seen. However, when I saw Daksh standing a few feet away and talking on the phone. I got relief seeing him. He hung up call.

"Daksh" I called him quietly. His eyes land