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Chapter Twelve

The ceremony had been nothing short of a dream. As I stood next to Yuvraj, my heart swelled with joy and anticipation. The sacred fire crackled beside us, casting a warm, golden light that seemed to bless our union. The priest's chants echoed around us, creating a cocoon of sacredness and tradition. Every word, every ritual, every promise felt like a step towards a new beginning, a new life with the man I loved.

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