Mala waited anxiously to see if the dress would fit her. She had fallen for it the moment she saw it. It was a pretty lacy ensemble with pink and white floral prints embossed all over it. She knew from the moment she saw the dress that it belonged to Kavyaa. Though her daughter would need to put on some weight to get into the dress perfectly, but Mala would wait. As soon as the doctors removed the tubes and the pipes from her baby, Kavyaa would grow into the…
The Dress
