"Look who graced the occasion! I thought you had said that you won't be able to attend the wedding," teased Vrinda, smiling widely at the traditionally dressed Vivaan. She always found his features to be enhanced whenever he dressed up traditionally or formally, maybe, because it was rare sight and a breath of fresh air from the usual western casuals that he preferred.
"I didn't want to come initially because Papa wanted me to do well in the upcoming entrance for management courses but looks like he hid the fact that I could accompany him to make sure that I did not waste time being excited for the wedding," explained Vivaan, taking the string of flowers from her hands to complete the decorations she had begun.
"But you don't like management, you like music...."