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— H O O R —

In the morning Parul and I got ready and came out of the room. But not before saying goodbye to my dad. He was happy to hear that the Matthews family was putting in effort and it showed how much excited they were.

Though Dad did not speak his heart out, I knew he was once again guilty for not being able to participate in all this. The wedding preparations, of course. But I assured him that everything was okay and was going to be okay, too. Why would I want to burden him mentally?

Zahir’s car was waiting for us outside. Parul quickly descended the stairs and went down because she was very excited. The color she wore, yellow, was adding to her excitement. Light yellow suited her.

But what irked me was her excitement.

Marriage is mine and excited is my friend!

Not like I did not like her seeing grinning and hopping around like a kid, but why could she not see I did not want to get married to this jerk?

Well, I was the only one who was hiding everything from everyone. Wow