Third Person’s POVThe morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft patterns across the room. Anushri stirred awake, the memories of the previous night flooding back—her wedding, the unfamiliar faces, and most importantly, the man she will now called her husband. She glanced over at him, still asleep on the bed, and felt a wave of gratitude mixed with anxiety.Today would be her first full day in this new house, and the thought both thrilled and terrified her.As she got out of bed, she took shower She changed into a simple dress which was looking so beautiful to her, feeling