Anmol’s heart swelled with happiness as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. The golden embroidery of her lehenga shimmered under the soft glow of the vanity lights, and she felt like the luckiest woman in the world. Laughter and music from the wedding festivities filled the air, a symphony of joy and celebration. She had always dreamed of this day—of marrying the man she loved, of stepping into a new life with Raj.

Yet, a strange feeling lingered in the back of her mind, like a whisper she couldn’t quite catch.