CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

                 I whirl on my high heels wearing a turquoise colour lehenga with heavy embroidery and heavy handwork on it. It's truly a piece of desire, the blouse is backless with thick stripes on the shoulders. My eye makeup is reminding me of a peacock as I'm wearing dark blue lenses. My lips are strawberry pink, the ends of my hair are curly. This piece of necklace and earring look heirloom. It's a classic necklace with Zambian emeralds, rose-cut and fine cut South African diamonds, all set in platinum. My dupatta is sheer. It has heavy embroidery on the hems of it. 

       Nervously, I bite on my lip. Yuvaan should be down stairs. But I haven't received any messages and call from him. 

      " You're looking beautiful. " I say to Sim. She's wearing a maroon red lehenga with twenty-two k golden jewellery. 

      She pressed her dark r