The air in the Singhania Industries boardroom crackled with anticipation. Saaransh Singhania, usually a picture of relaxed confidence in his own domain, felt a knot of nervous energy tighten in his stomach. Today was the day he officially met Samaira Birla, the woman his family, and hers, envisioned as his future wife.
He smoothed down the lapel of his perfectly tailored suit, a gesture he knew was futile but somehow helped to ground him. He'd seen her picture, of course, a professionally taken portrait that hinted at intelligence and grace. But it hadn't prepared him for the reality.
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