Chapter 40

• Ayla
• The vibrant colours of the wedding celebrations seemed to mock me from the corner I'd carved out for myself. It was the final day, thankfully. My aunt's wedding to Uncle Rajeev had been a beautiful, chaotic whirlwind of saris, henna, and enough delicious food to feed a small army. But it also meant fielding relentless matchmaking attempts from my well-meaning, but persistent, cousins.
• "Ayla! Come meet Sid! He's a doctor, you know!"