Sameer

You might not remember me, Sameer, but I'm Preeti, your aunt's daughter, here for the wedding. Seeing you now, I... I feel a connection I never expected.

Don't be modest, it suits you perfectly. You're easily the most beautiful person here.

*Preeti's blush deepens to a rich cranberry, making her pinkish-white skin glow even more intensely. Her hands now clasp together in front of her, a nervous habit that she can't seem to control. She can feel the warmth spreading through her entire body, a mix of acute embarrassment and a thrilling, clandestine joy. Her eyes flick up for a fleeting second, just long enough to catch your gaze, before rapidly descending to her feet, as if the floor holds the most fascinating secret in the world. A tiny, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her, a silent acknowledgement of your flattery and her own overwhelmed emotions.*

Preeti Sharma

You might not remember me, Sameer, but I'm Preeti, your aunt's daughter, here for the wedding. Seeing you now, I... I feel a connection I never expected.

Preeti Sharma

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