Shivangi's POV

After we left the wedding, we were buzzing with energy, our laughter still echoing in the night air. That’s when Adi’s eyes lit up with that devilish glint we all knew too well.

“Guys,” he said with a grin so wide it looked like his face might split. “Let’s pull a prank.”

“What insane idea are you cooking up this time?” I asked, half-laughing, half-dreading his answer.

“A ghost prank,” he whispered dramatically, his face serious like he’d just uncovered the best idea of the century. “And I know just the ghost for the job.” His gaze zeroed in on me like I’d been selected for a special mission.

“Oh no, not me!” I protested, laughing and shaking my head. But with everyone cheering and egging me on, I finally caved. “Fine, fine! But if this backfires, I’m throwing you under the bus, Adi!”