The Assault
It was a humid day in July and raining heavily that day. Ashma turned down her AC. Her ears were covered with her headphones. Music was blaring in her ears. She was enjoying her work with the music. Tulips were being sewn carefully on the dress with all the finesse she had. She was alone in the office. All her team members went accessory shopping. Lunchtime was approaching soon.
She was waiting for anyone from her family members to arrive. No one had seen the wedding dress till now and she made a point to stop working when the time approached near lunchtime. She didn't want anyone to see her work before completion. They had seen the London Fashion week's dresses but not the wedding dress. She was very particular about that.