Saturday morning arrived with the kind of crystalline clarity that Kerala skies sometimes offered after days of monsoon clouds. Bhavani woke before dawn, not from any alarm but from the electric anticipation that had been building in her chest for days. Today was the day her life would change forever.
She lay in bed for a few minutes, listening to Krishnan's steady breathing beside her, trying to memorize this moment. The last morning she would wake up as his wife. The last time she would lie in this narrow bed, staring at these peeling walls, feeling the weight of unlived dreams pressing down on her chest.



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