Saanvi gasped and turned, still struggling to fasten her dress’s zip. Aarav muttered, “I... I... I didn’t do it on purpose; it just came off.” He stood there, looking sheepish as he realized what had happened—he had accidentally broken the zip.

She turned to him sharply, eyes wide with frustration. Aarav, sensing her anger, took a step back. “I’m really sorry...” he said, his voice almost apologetic.