April was sitting on one of the decorated chairs, to feed baby Vienna first, before the wedding ceremony begins. She gently propped the milk bottle upside down, straight into baby Vienna's tiny mouth. It was a usual task for a mother to undertake, for her precious daughter, but considering the Victorian dress, she was wearing right now, which consisted of a long dress, with a wide petticoat, that covered a vast berth of space, it made her reach over, to hold the milk bottle, propped comfortably for her baby. This had become rather difficult. However, she did not mind it because she would not have wanted anybody else do it for her. Before baby Vienna was even born, she had planned to be hands-on, with everything her baby might need. The idea of missing out on such pivotal instances, when she thought she had lost Joshy in the past, made April determined to be the kind of mother, who places her child as the top priority in her life.