Third Person's Pov:-
Shreyansh stood outside Viaanshi's beautiful house, his heart pounding like a drum. He nervously adjusted his tie, trying to calm his shaky hands. The cool evening air kissed his cheeks, carrying the sweet scent of flowers from the nearby gardens. His breath made little clouds in the chilly air as he walked towards the big gates, feeling both excited and scared.
As he got closer, the huge doors of the house slowly opened. There she was - Viaanshi, looking absolutely stunning in a tight red dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk.
Shreyansh felt his breath catch in his throat at the sight of her.
Viaanshi moved towards him with the grace of a dancer, her warm eyes twinkling with happiness.
Shreyansh felt his heart skip a beat. He was completely captivated by her beauty, feeling a strong connection that seemed almost magical in the soft evening light.
Shreyansh couldn't take his eyes off Viaanshi. He felt like an artist looking at the most beautiful painting in the world.
When he spoke, his voice was full of love and admiration.
"Viaanshi, my love," he said softly,
"you look so beautiful tonight. You're like an angel that fell from heaven."
YOU ARE READING
𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
Romance{ 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 #1 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘} 𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 She is soft-spoken; he is hardened. She is ice; he is fire. She is sweet; he is fierce. She is kind; he is arrogant. She embodies peaceful beauty, while he...