Aryan and you navigate the crowded halls in glittering attires. The night before the grand reception, Al-Hassan's estate is abuzz with activity, lavish decorations adorning the hall, casting a golden glow that dances on the walls, while the fragrant aroma of exotic flowers mingles with the delicate scent of oud in the air. The guests, consisting of family acquaintances and influential figures from across the region, mingled in groups, their voices a symphony of polite conversation.

In a secluded alcove adorned with intricate motifs, Aryan takes you away from the crowd, when he realizes you are getting overwhelmed greeting the endless guests.

"Are you okay? I hope this meeting isn't making you too uncomfortable." Aryan asked gently, his concern evident in his gaze, "Arranged marriages can be quite daunting, I imagine. It's a unique experience, to say the least. But I believe that destiny has its own plans for us."