The Arranged Marriage {Rohini and Ava}

Rohini stared at the photograph in her hand, her heart racing with anxiety. The woman in the picture was Ava, her soon-to-be wife in an arranged marriage. Their families had agreed on the union, and Rohini had never met Ava before.

As she entered the grand ballroom, Rohini's eyes scanned the room until they landed on Ava, who looked stunning in a red saree. Their eyes met, and Rohini felt a spark of attraction.

Ava approached her, a hesitant smile on her face. "Rohini, it's nice to finally meet you."

Rohini nodded, feeling shy. "Ava, you look beautiful."

As they exchanged awkward small talk, Rohini couldn't help but notice the way Ava's eyes crinkled at the corners when she smiled. Maybe this arranged marriage wouldn't be so bad after all.

But as they sat down for dinner, Rohini's doubts resurfaced. What if they had nothing in common? What if their families' expectations suffocated them?

As the night wore on, Rohini and Ava discovered shared interests and laughter, their initial awkwardness melting away. Perhaps, just perhaps, this arranged marriage could become a love match.