After a long search of about fifteen minutes, she finally found her now husband standing next to her father and an old man. She assumed that he's his father, as their looks quite matched a lot. With a sigh she made their way towards them and intertwined her fingers, her gaze firm on the floor."Zoya, all okay?" Wasim inquired as he kept a hand on her shoulder. She just nodded and glaced at him before returning her gaze back on the floor."If this man gives you any kind of problem, just let me know! Okay?" Harshwardhan Hooda spoke as he came to her side and softly patted her head. She looked up at him and flashed him a small smile, the small gesture warming her heart."Please take care of my daughter, young man!" Wasim patted on his shoulder. He gave him a curt nod and glanced at her before busying himself with his ringing phone. She sighed as she glanced up at the men, busy in their own world of conversations. She shook her head and played with the hem of her veil,
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