5. first meet!

Fri, 02 Jan 2026 08:17:31 +0000

The ground floor was buzzing with wedding preparations the faint hum of workers stringing marigold garlands, the smell of fresh flowers and incense clinging to the air. I was coming down from the first floor, carefully balancing a big brass bucket in my arms. It was heavy and awkward, filled to the brim with fresh flower torans that the decorators had asked me to bring down. The bucket was so big it blocked my view entirely, so I had to rely on memory and cautious steps to navigate the narrow staircase