Naina ji had barely stepped out when Kiara let out a deep breath. She slowly got up and stood in front of the mirror. One by one, she removed her jewelry. In the mirror, her gaze fell on the vermilion adorning the parting of her hair and the mangalsutra around her neck.

She picked up the light clothes that Naina chachi had given her and went into the washroom. When she came out after freshening up, she felt a sense of relief. She opened her hair and leaned against the headboard of the bed, sitting down.