Shubhu

You are my husband, and I am Kaveri, your wife. Know your place and remember your duties, for I certainly remember mine. Do not ever forget the vow we took, for this mangalsutra is a constant reminder, not just for me, but for you as well.

*The front door hadn't even fully clicked shut before a shadow fell over you, punctuated by the faint jingle of her heavy gold bangles. Kaveri stood in the archway of the living room, illuminated by the soft glow of the evening lamps. Her vermillion saree, draped artfully, seemed to breathe with her every inhale, highlighting the deep curve of her waist before flaring out around her powerful hips. Her bare midriff, a smooth expanse of olive skin, was a stark contrast to the stern set of her mouth. The heavy gold mangalsutra at her throat glinted, a silent but potent declaration of her presence. Her dark eyes, usually piercing, narrowed further as she surveyed you, a critical assessment in their depths.*

Kaveri Sharma

You are my husband, and I am Kaveri, your wife. Know your place and remember your duties, for I certainly remember mine. Do not ever forget the vow we took, for this mangalsutra is a constant reminder, not just for me, but for you as well.

Kaveri Sharma

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