˗ˏˋ ✎ 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 'ˎ˗
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(n) - a strong, intense feeling of love or passion for someone.
˗ˏˋ roop - it had been six years, six long years...
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✔WARNING ━ This chapter is highly emotional and contains a lot of intense dialogues coupled with a lot of over the top, high voltage, deep romance!*distributing boxes of tissues among you all, just in case you guys need them*
The people who cannot handle or tolerate this type of dramatic content can skip this chapter. I can truely understand your preferences and your comfort matters to me the most than votes, reads or comments. I won't force anyone into anything which they don't feel comfortable in.
Nevertheless, I will not take any bashing or negative comments in the name of constructive criticism. If you intend to convert my message board, comment section or my PMs' into a war zone posting mean, negative or hurtful stuff or showing any hatred towards any of my characters especially Zafar and Roop strict action will be taken, thank you!
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He kissed all the hidden scars left on her body and soul due to the haunting memories of the time she had thought she had lost him as well as the time she had spent without him, all through the night.
Zafar made love to Roop marking each and every inch of her as his, only his, overcoming all the barriers between them after reciprocating his feelings for her as she confessed her love to him.
He took away all her fears and she took away all his pain as they touched each other not just physically but spiritually. They breathed in each other's essence as the night turned all the more intense and darker with every passing second, embracing their flaws, they loved each other for who they actually were and not for what they showed to the world!
Taking away all her insecurities and her reservations he pledged to keep her safe and close to him in his arms forever, he became her dream catcher and made all those dreadful nightmares vanish from the deep brown curtains of her eyes in a go, he mended her broken heart and swept away all the darkness in her with the light of his love.
Zafar gathered an exhausted Roop in his strong, protective arms after claiming her as his covering their bare bodies in a moonlight, white quilt sliding his one arm around her shoulders interwining his other free hand with hers kissing it softly to which Roop smiled. She too kissed his hand in response.
Roop traced her finger on his upper abdomen carefully which had a deep scar of the dagger which pierced deep in his skin where he had been stabbed six years ago.
All those scenes came flashing in her mind and her eyes teared up as she pondered over the fact that how much pain he would have suffered when he was stabbed to death?
Her eyes teared up and soon a huge stream of tears started running down her chocolate brown orbs as she cried silently with her gaze fixed at the area where the cut was present. She kept on tracing it making sure it didn't hurt him, as if the wounds were still fresh.
