Shit! I crashed someone's wedding. This was the first thought that bloomed in Anahita's head as she saw the decorated church. The path leading down to aisle was avenue-d with candles, decorated in decanters and the vault was covered with same flowers she had clutched in her bouquet. The banister that separated the congregation was laced with flower gild and clusters of white orchids and lilac were bunched up at the intervals. There was definitely a ceremony going on because she saw the wedding mass being performed and all this while the hymns and prayers were actively oscillating within the walls of pious synagogue.

Candles and balloons were hanging through...