Chapter 7 · free to read
5:40 AM. The papers arrived before the sun did, which is how you know a lawyer sent them.
Forty lakh rupees. Enough to buy a van, an office, a printer, and one small-town girl a career in a big city.
She had planned four hundred weddings. She had never once told her daughter what any of them cost her.
Thirty days. One wedding. One house. She wrote all three on the same line of the clipboard and underlined it twice.
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