The morning sun was already high as kaashvi and aviraj finally left the room after a loads of mess and chaos but handling it somehow.

The door of the room finally opened as they stepped out kaashvi stepped out feeling a little nervous on the first day as a wife as a daughter in law in her hair slightly tousled centre partition filled with red vermillion hands cladded with the red chooda while still adjusting her saree her cheeks flushed with the faintest pink meanwhile aviraj stood straight tall composed his shirt crisp with his regular cold razor sharp demeanour and no expression on face following her lazily his hand still firmly clasped around hers