The next day, as they prepared for the wedding, Mishti felt a mix of excitement and dread. She donned her maroon bridal outfit-a flowing lehenga adorned with intricate gold embroidery, reminiscent of the sun's rays. But as she looked in the mirror, she caught a glimpse of her reflection that filled her with uncertainty. She wasn't just stepping into a new life; she was stepping into a battlefield. She was to be part of a world so different from her own, one filled with opulence that both fascinated and intimidated her.