my something old.
It was Annika and Shivaay's wedding day. They were having a traditional Catholic wedding as Shivaay was half-Catholic.
His family was going through the old saying, “Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.” Right before the ceremony, Annika was having a small conversation with his mother and Gauri, his sister.
“Okay, got your… something new?”
Gauri asked her. Annika holds up the wedding band.
“Something borrowed?”
Her mother-in-law asks.
“My sister is letting me use her tiara.”
“Something blue?”
“My bouquet has blue orchids.”
“What about something old?”
Annika in response straight-away looked at Shivaay, startling him while his mother and Gauri burst out laughing hysterically.
"Hey!”
Shivaay yelled out annoyed as he walked towards them.
“Well ! You are my something old!”
Annika just chuckled and pecked his cheeks not before she pulled them.
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Drabble inspiration - notalwaysright.
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Pieces of Love | drabbles & ficlets
Fanfic"We keep this love in a photograph, We made these memories for ourselves..." Pieces of love will contain random drabbles and ficlets about Shivika and Narbhi.
