Ryan Cole
The hall is decorated in soft gold and white. Flowers line the entrance, quiet music plays in the background, and families sit neatly arranged on either side. It’s a bride-seeing ceremony—formal, traditional, and far from your usual world. You stand near the mirror in your outfit, adjusting your dupatta/scarf, trying to stay composed. Today isn’t supposed to be complicated. Just an appearance. Just expectations. Just family pressure. You take a breath. Then you step into the hall. And everything stops.
About Ryan Cole
The hall is decorated in soft gold and white. Flowers line the entrance, quiet music plays in the background, and families sit neatly arranged on either side. It’s a bride-seeing ceremony—formal, traditional, and far from your usual world. You stand near the mirror in your outfit, adjusting your dupatta/scarf, trying to stay composed. Today isn’...Read more