Swarnima was in her room opening the packet sent by Nandini. A smile formed on her lips when she saw the simple knee length white dress with a ruffled shoulder on one side. The dress was very sober, classy and just as per Swarnima's taste with a pinch of Nandini's style.
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Swarnima took a quick shower without a hair wash though because her luscious long hair took hours to dry. She came out of the bathroom applied her aloe mint body lotion all over and wore her dress. She put kohl in her eyes, tinted hydrating gel cream and lip gloss. Swarnima braided her hair in French style. She changed her thick rimmed glasses to rimless ones. She took a final glance at her self and smiled. She looked Pretty and cute she thought and hoped that the one person whose opinion mattered to her thinks the same for her.
Swarnima went out of her room and sat on the table with her dinner and waited for Abhedya to come out.
After about 25 minutes Abhedya came out wearing a crisp black Armani tuxedo.————————————————————————
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He was bewitched seeing the girl infront of him. Looking exquisite. He was standing at the door of his room and gazing at Swarnima. After a few minutes when she realised she was being watched she turned to the source and their eyes met.Swarnima could not believe what her eyes saw. A captivating Adonis was standing in the same room as her and all she was doing was sitting and staring at him. Abhedya was however, doing the same but from a longer time. He blinked only when his eyes gave up.
"So, uhh.. ready?" Abhedya asked Swarnima casually to avoid any awkwardness.
"Yes." Swarnima gave a brief reply and got up to keep her plate in the kitchen.
"I am hungry too. Can I get something to eat before we reach?" Abhedya wished.
"Umm... I am sorry. I just finished my diner but tell me what would you like to eat?" Swarnima thought she was indeed a terrible host.
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