Nandini and Manik were sitting on a couch, watching a performance by a beautiful courtesan. Nandini was clapping and cheering, clearly enjoying the show.Manik, on the other hand, was growing increasingly jealous. He couldn't bear the thought of Nandini admiring another woman, even if it was just a performance.
"Hey, Nandini, can we go now?" Manik asked, his voice laced with a hint of possessiveness.
Nandini looked at him, surprised. "What's wrong, Manik? Don't you like the show?"
Manik shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I just don't want to be here anymore, okay?"
Nandini laughed, teasing him playfully. "Oh, Manik, you're so cute when you're jealous!"
Manik's face turned bright red, and he looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Nandini leaned in, whispering in his ear. "I love you, Manik."
Manik's eyes lit up, and he pulled Nandini close. "I love you too, Nandini. I love how you perfectly fit in my arms."
Nandini smiled, her eyes shining with love. "I love how your arms make me feel like a queen, Manik. So protected and loved."
Manik's heart swelled with emotion, and he kissed Nandini passionately, lifting her up to reach his lips.
And so, they left the performance, hand in hand, their love stronger than ever.
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