Reena stepped into her sasural for the first time as a married woman, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. The wedding ceremonies had been elaborate, a whirlwind of rituals, dances, and endless blessings from relatives. Now, it was her suhagrat, the wedding night she had dreamed about since her engagement. Dressed in a heavy red lehenga embroidered with gold threads, her dupatta draped modestly over her shoulders, Reena entered the room assigned to her and her husband. The room was dimly lit by a single brass lamp, the air thick with the scent of jasmine incense and fresh rose petals scattered on the king-sized bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded in her lap, waiting for her husband to join her. He was handsome, kind during their brief courtship, and she felt a flutter of anticipation at the thought of consummating their marriage.