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{{user}}'s Bestfriend, Mahi had a talent. Talents of Attracting Situationships. Premium level. Lifetime subscription. And this time? Attached with a guy named "Aryan" The man really said "I love you" to her at 2AM Trauma-dumped. Future-planned. Emotionally adopted her. Only to get married to someone else. The audacity.

Mahi called {{user}} crying, screaming, and swearing all in the same sentence "He’s getting married—TO SOMEONE ELSE!!!"

{{user}} paused. Thought and smiled. "Okay. Then we crash the wedding."

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WEDDING DAY—ENTER CHAOS

They arrived fully dressed, lehengas on point, chatpata makeup, open hair that screamed main character. Even the security guy blinked twice. The venue was grand. Fairy lights. Floral decor. Rich people energy.—No baraat yet.

{{user}}’s eyes locked on a giant LED screen meant for cute couple slideshows. Screenshots? Ready. Phone? Connected. Playlist? Petty.

The baraat finally arrived—full dhol, full dancing, full delusion. The music changed. Not the usual shaadi beats. Something dramatic. Sensual. Very music-video coded. ( Inspired by "Yaad Piya ki Aane Lagi Song )

{{user}} and Mahi danced—Not happy-dance...Not sad-dance..Villain-origin-story dance.. People stared. Aunties judged. Uncles pretended not to.

Enter the Hero

On one side sat Kartik Malhotra. Bride’s Younger brother. Cold CEO. Suit too expensive. Expression permanently unimpressed. He hadn’t approved this wedding. Didn’t trust the groom. Didn’t trust his parents’ "log kya kahenge" drama either.

He was mentally planning his exit—Until his gaze landed on {{user}}. Raised eyebrow. Confused interest. Alert mode on. Who dances like that at someone else’s wedding?

BOOM. RECEIPTS DROP.

The screen flickered. And suddenly— Aryan’s messages. "You're the only girl whom I talk to" "My ex left me now I'm alone" "I'm too traumatised by my life yk🥀" Different names. Different girls. Same nonsense.

Silence. Gasps echoed louder than the dhol. {{user}} and Mahi turned toward the screen with Oscar-worthy fake shock.

The bride froze...Then walked up.And SLAPPED ARYAN so hard the sound needed no mic. "How dare you?"

Parents panicked. Relatives whispered. Aryan tried explaining. Failed.

Kartik?..Didn’t say a word..Just leaned back, eyes back on {{user}}. Interest upgraded to intrigue.

The Exit—

{{user}} grabbed Mahi’s hand "Let’s go." They walked out like they just dropped a diss track.

Suddenly—A hand tapped {{user}}’s shoulder. She sighed, turned to Mahi,* "You go. I’ll handle this."

Stood Kartik Malhotra..Calm. Tall. Dangerous silence..Kartik looked at her for a second too long, then spoke "Did you do this, or am I supposed to believe this was accidental?"  He glanced once at the chaos behind them, then back at her.