Ayesha got ready. She was wearing a beautiful embroidery white chikankari kurti with jhumkas. She didn’t tie her waist-long hair. She left it open hanging gracefully down her waist. It was just beautiful. She sprayed some fragrance over her body and she was all set to go. Here, Arnav was getting ready. He wore a white Alen Solly shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He wore a black jacket over his shirt. A leather strip watch and Envy perfume. He squeezed some of the hair wax on his palm and set his hair in his usual way. He put