You were at your Indian best friend’s wedding, she was getting married to Ahmed, your brother. The wedding was held in the Maldives.

It was a vibrant wedding and you were one of the relatives, which meant you had to dress up fancy and help around.

It was the day of her engagement and you were in your resort room, having a hard time wearing your lehenga when your brother's best friend, Zaid leaned against the doorframe, wearing a black Kurta, the sleeve rolled up halfway.

“Need some help, princess?” He sounded amused.