One week later

Chavi stood before the mirror in her room, carefully getting ready as the time for her husbands to return home drew near. She smoothed out the folds of her saree, ensuring every pleat sat perfectly. With practiced grace, she applied dark kajal to her eyes and placed a delicate bindi on her forehead. Finally, she filled her parting with vibrant red sindoor. Dressing up for them had become her favorite part of the day lately, knowing that her appearance and a warm, bright smile would wash away the exhaustion from their faces the moment they stepped through the door.