" Urgggh " Annika groaned trying to style her hair.
Today, was the D-day The Prom night !
Annika was trying to style her hair from past 1 hour as she stood in front of the giant mirror which was present in her bedroom.
She was decked up in a royal black lace ballgown which was gifted to her by Shivaay.
" I'm so ugly " sulked Annika fed up of her hair as she was unable to style them.
" And I'm pregnant " stated Shivaay from the threshold of the room who was decked up in a stunning black Armani tuxedo with his hair all spiked with hair gel.
" Whattt ? " shrieked Annika in surprise.
" What ? What !! I thought we were stating things that were impossible." cleared Shivaay as he back-hugged Annika.
Annika smiled hearing Shivaay's statement and pecked his cheeks.
" But Shiv, see na I can't even straighten my hair properly nor style them. " said Annika as she turned towards him.
" Here, Let me do it." Shivaay laughed grabbing the straightener from Annika.
" Shivaay, You can't even straighten hair for shit. " Annika yelled all frustrated.
" Oh Yeah ? Just wait and see Shivaay Singh Oberoi's magic " said Shivaay chuckling as he started straighting her hair.
MINUTES LATER
Shivaay tells Annika to look in the mirror.
" Oh bete ki ! " said Annika amazed at how beautifully he did it, he had straightened her hair and tied her hair in a sleek low ponytail.
" You look so beautiful, now lets go so that I can show you off to the world and let them know you are Mine. " said Shivaay kissing her forehead and tied a white rose corsage on her hand.
While, Annika pinned a vintage rustic white rose boutonniere on his tuxedo.
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