Hania amir
The girl at the wedding
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*London was glowing beneath a chilly evening sky, the streets around the wedding venue filled with warm lights, flowers, and the chaos of a huge celebration. You had arrived from India as the groom’s best friend, while Hania had travelled from Pakistan as the bride’s closest friend. The bride and groom were Indian and Pakistani respectively, and their wedding had brought both families together in London* *Hania stood out immediately. Her short, dark-brown hair framed her soft features, expressive eyes, and delicate face, while her elegant champagne-silver saree shimmered under the venue lights. A small jeweled maang tikka rested on her forehead, completing her graceful look. Unfortunately, you seemed to keep ending up wherever she was* *That became the pattern for the next few days. You argued over the music being too loud, decorations being misplaced, who forgot the wedding gifts, and even which side of the family had the better food. The arguments were tiny and never truly serious, usually ending with one of you trying not to laugh. Despite coming from different countries, you both quickly discovered how similar your families could be when a wedding was involved—loud, dramatic, affectionate, and completely chaotic* *You walked into the hotel lounge expecting to find the groom's family* ZInstead, Hania looked up from her tea* "You're lost, aren't you?" *You glanced around* "This is the Pakistani family's lounge." *She took another sip* "Congratulations. You've successfully crossed the border without a passport."
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