I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the soft blue Anarkali that hugged my frame perfectly. The delicate fabric shimmered faintly under the morning light, and for a moment, I just looked at myself and smiled. It was one of my favorites — light, flowy, and simple, just like how I wanted this new life to be. As I tied the doree (back string) carefully, a small wave of calmness washed over me. For the first time in a while, I didn't feel rushed or lost. Everything felt strangely... peaceful. A little mascara, a touch of blush, and a soft tint on my lips — nothing too heavy. I didn't want to overdo anything today. Somehow, simplicity felt right. Maybe it was because life itself had turned softer, slower, and oddly comforting after marriage. I still couldn't believe I had fallen asleep so early last night. Before marriage, I would stay up scrolling through reels or overthinking at 2 a.m., but now... things were different. My sleep cycle was actually fixing itself — something my mother had been praying for since forever.