The sound of guests' laughter and the hum of conversation faded away as Anaya stood beside Rivan, their hands still intertwined from the wedding rituals. The day had been a blur of colors, music, and prayers, but now, in this quiet moment, the reality of their marriage began to sink in.

Anaya's heart beat faster as she glanced at Rivan. The man who had once been a stranger was now her husband. The emotions were overwhelming, and she didn't know how to process them. This is real. I’m really married to him.