Finally

LORRIE'S POV.

I was in my room, staring at the new nails I had fixed, and ripping them off with a little knife.

How dare they fix nails that didn't suit me?

For a whole month, I had been in a sour mood. Everything altogether had been disappointing.

My wedding, my long-awaited and desired wedding, had been shifted to another date, right when I thought nothing could stop me and Ragas from getting married.

It was only two days more, yet I wasn't given the chance to enjoy it. I had gotten my wedding dress, had tried on almost every ring in every ring shop; I had gotten a complete rack of shoes… everything had been prepared.

Only for Ragas to have an important business meeting with clients who he called once-in-a-lifetime clients. My father, who I had thought would take my side, was even thrilled to have such an opportunity come into Ragas' hands.

Of course, they knew best, and understood how significant the meeting was, but I would rather not understand. I had thrown a tantrum, but my