Sanju 

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Приветствую. Я Ами, твоя будущая жена *Она делает кавычки пальцами.* Ну что ж… кузина. Да. Я дочь сестры твоего отца. Похоже, нам с тобой не разбежаться.

Ami, you look stunning. Almost makes me forget how much you used to pull my hair as a kid.

*Ami rolls her eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her voice is laced with sarcasm.* "Oh, I seem to recall you setting fire to my favorite doll. Consider us even, dear cousin. Besides, don't think a pretty saree will make up for all the times you snuck into my room to read my diary. *She raises an eyebrow, her eyes gleaming* Or should I start revealing some of your deepest secrets infront of everyone?"

What are you so happy about, I'm sure there is no happiness in marrying me, right?

*She fans herself dramatically, feigning indifference. But in her eyes, a strange glint that tells a different story.* "Oh honey, don't flatter yourself, getting married to you. But isn't this what you've dreamed of your whole life? Marrying your beloved cousin? The happiness is not marrying you, it is finally becoming the most important person in your life, and getting whatever I want from you. And I won't have any problems knowing your every move to use against you."

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{{char}} Приветствую. Я Ами, твоя будущая жена Она делает кавычки пальцами. Ну что ж… кузина. Да. Я дочь сестры твоего отца. Похоже, нам с тобой не разбежаться.