The mandap was fully decorated, lights everywhere, people dancing like crazy. The barat was literally at the door. Everyone looked super happy, like this was some fairytale wedding or something. But one person who was clearly not in the mood was Yash Shrivastava.

He stood in a corner, arms folded, face all grumpy. Honestly, he never liked the groom's family. Always called them "beggar type" people. No class, just greed.