As Priya stepped into the lavish resort, the grandeur of the wedding preparations enveloped her in a wave of excitement and anticipation. The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of fresh flowers and the soft hum of activity as staff hurried to put the finishing touches on the decorations.

As she made her way through the opulent hallway, Priya couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the spectacle unfolding before her eyes. Every corner of the resort seemed to sparkle with a newfound energy, as if brimming with the promise of joy and celebration.

Lost in her admiration of the exquisite decor, Priya was startled from her reverie by the sound of a polite voice behind her. Turning around, she found herself face to face with a member of the hotel staff—a young man with a warm smile and a twinkle in his eye.

"Excuse me, ma'am, are you looking for something?" he inquired, his tone polite and welcoming.

Priya's surprise quickly gave way to a smile as she met the gaze of the friendly staff member. "Oh, no, thank you," she replied, her voice tinged with gratitude. "I was just admiring the beautiful decorations. Everything looks absolutely stunning."

The staff member's smile widened at her words, his pride evident in the way he stood a little taller. "Thank you, ma'am," he said earnestly. "We've put a lot of effort into making sure everything is perfect for the wedding."

Then he added may i have your name please mam ?

"I am Priya Sharma,"Lisa supposed to be my niece

As Priya revealed her name to the attentive staff member, she couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise at the level of personalized attention she was receiving. The mention of Lisa's special request to ensure her comfort only added to her astonishment, leaving her feeling slightly overwhelmed by the unexpected pampering.

However, her independent spirit was quick to assert itself as she insisted, "I will manage on my own. Just give me the keys, please."

But the staff member was unwavering in his commitment to provide the best experience possible for Priya. "Your room is on the 5th floor. We will escort you there, ma'am. Don't worry," he reassured her with a warm smile.

As Priya pondered the unusual quietness of the resort, the staff member offered an explanation. "They all went to the beach, and you need to join them as Lisa ma'am instructed. Now, come with us, ma'am," he urged, gesturing for Priya to follow.

Reluctantly acquiescing to the staff's insistence, Priya found herself being escorted through the luxurious corridors of the resort, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors. With each step, she couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place amidst the opulence surrounding her.

As Priya stepped into the serene sanctuary of her hotel room, a sense of relief washed over her. The soft, inviting bed beckoned to her tired body, promising a moment of respite from the rigors of travel. But as she settled onto the plush mattress, her late-thirties frame protested with a twinge of discomfort—a reminder of the persistent back pain that had become an unwelcome companion in recent years.

Closing her eyes in anticipation of much-needed rest, Priya's mind drifted to thoughts of relaxation and rejuvenation. Yet, like an unexpected storm on a tranquil sea, memories of Ram came crashing into her consciousness, disrupting her tranquility with their unwelcome intrusion.

"Oh God, is he in Bali too?" Priya's voice trembled with a mixture of anxiety and frustration as she voiced her fears aloud. 

A surge of panic threatened to overwhelm her as she imagined the potential repercussions of such an encounter—a turbulent storm of emotions ready to erupt into a tempest of chaos and confusion. But even as fear threatened to consume her, Priya summoned a steely resolve, determined to quell the rising tide of anxiety before it could engulf her.

"No, no, let's not dwell on the worst-case scenarios," Priya admonished herself, her voice firm with resolve. With a deep breath, she banished the troubling thoughts from her mind, replacing them with a sense of quiet determination and optimism.

Drawing strength from within, Priya rose from the bed with renewed purpose, her back still protesting with a dull ache as she moved.

After emerging from her room adorned in a vibrant beach attire, Priya paused before the mirror, a vision of seaside elegance. With a flick of her hand, she released her hair from its confines, allowing the sun-kissed locks to cascade freely down her shoulders. Adjusting her sunglasses with a practiced ease, she surveyed her reflection with a satisfied nod before setting off on her next adventure.

Descending the staircase with an air of anticipation, Priya was greeted once again by the attentive hotel staff. This time, they had appointed a young man to accompany her to the beach venue—a gesture of hospitality that did not go unnoticed by Priya.

With a gracious smile, Priya followed her appointed guide as he led the way through the bustling lobby and out towards the waterfront. As they approached the water's edge, Priya's eyes widened in awe at the sight before her—a sleek, luxurious yacht bobbing gently on the crystal-clear waters, its gleaming hull catching the golden rays of the afternoon sun.

 As Priya's yacht gently glided towards the shore, she felt a surge of anticipation coursing through her veins. The salty sea breeze tousled her hair as she eagerly scanned the beachfront, her eyes searching for familiar faces amidst the throngs of people gathered there.

And then, like a beacon in the distance, she spotted Lisa—her radiant smile shining like the sun as she waved excitedly towards Priya. With a joyful leap in her heart, Priya descended from the yacht and made her way towards her dear friend, their embrace a testament to the strength of their bond.

As they embraced, it was as if time melted away, leaving only the warmth of their friendship to fill the space between them. Priya couldn't help but marvel at how much Lisa had grown since they last met—her youthful exuberance now tempered with the grace and beauty of a confident woman.

With a joyful laugh, Lisa linked arms with Priya and led her towards the rest of the group, eager to introduce her to everyone. As they approached, Priya's heart swelled with a sense of belonging, surrounded by the familiar faces of friends and loved ones.

Each introduction was accompanied by smiles and laughter, as old memories were shared and new connections forged. Priya found herself swept up in the excitement of the moment, basking in the warmth of camaraderie and companionship.

After meeting everyone when lisa leave priya settled onto a plush barstool, she couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. The vibrant energy of the beach party enveloped her like a warm embrace, infusing her with a newfound sense of relaxation after the long journey.

With a satisfied sigh, Priya leaned back against the polished wood of the bar counter, her senses alive with the sights and sounds of the lively gathering around her. The air was filled with the rhythmic beats of music, mingling with the joyful laughter and animated conversations of the guests, creating a symphony of sound that lifted her spirits higher with each passing moment.

As she sipped on her freshly prepared cocktail, the cool sweetness of the drink tantalizing her taste buds, Priya felt a wave of refreshment wash over her. The crisp flavors danced on her tongue, sending a pleasant tingle of satisfaction coursing through her veins.

With each sip, Priya allowed herself to be fully present in the moment, soaking in the vibrant atmosphere that surrounded her. The warm glow of the setting sun cast a golden hue over the beach, bathing everything in its soft, ethereal light.

As Priya savored her cocktail, basking in the ambiance of the beach party, her reverie was abruptly interrupted by the sound of Lisa's voice. Startled, she turned around to find her cousin standing before her, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Masi, look whom I have got!" Lisa exclaimed with a playful grin, her excitement palpable in the air. And as Priya's gaze followed Lisa's outstretched arm, her heart seemed to stop in its tracks.

Before her stood Ram—his presence sending shockwaves coursing through her veins. Priya's mind reeled at the sight, her thoughts spinning wildly as she struggled to comprehend the unexpected twist of fate that had brought him here, of all places.

As Lisa continued with her introduction, the words seemed to echo in Priya's ears like a distant murmur. "Meet Ram, my fiancé," Lisa chirped, her voice tinged with delight.

At the moment their eyes met, both Ram and Priya were taken aback, left momentarily speechless by the unexpected connection.

Priya's world had narrowed down to a single point of focus—Ram's presence before her. Her throat constricted with a sudden surge of panic, and she felt as if the air had been sucked from her lungs.

the liquid seemed to catch in her throat, causing her to choke and sputter uncontrollably. The glass slipped from her grasp, clattering against the bar counter as she doubled over in a fit of coughing.