Chapter Seventeen

After talking a nice long bath, I came outside the bathroom, wearing just my bathrobe and slowly tiptoed towards the bed. He was still sound asleep but I placed the duvet above his face so that he wouldn't be able to see me changing, just in case he wakes up in the middle or something.

I headed over to my wardrobe and grabbed a pink lehanga that resembled the closest to a saree and started to wear it. The blouse had a sweetheart neckline with silver embroidery designs and it was completed netted. The skirt was a beautiful shade of pink that flowed down my waist and it almost felt like I was wearing a ball gown or something.

God, this was the most Indian I've felt since I came here.

Finally, I grabbed my netted dupatta and wrapped it across my chest, making tiny folds to the cloth and secured it with a pin to make sure it stays in place over my shoulders and took the other free end of the cloth and tucked it insid