𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬

𐙚♡-𝟐𝟔.𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠-♡𐙚

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Author's POV~

"I love you, Aan. I love you more than I've ever loved anything in my life."

He stared at her, his chest heaving with emotions he could no longer contain. Her words echoed in his mind-raw, pure, and full of love.

"I need you. You’re everything to me, you are my peace, and My heart... My heart beats only for you."

"I love you, Aan," she said again, her voice trembling with both courage and vulnerability.

He blinked, and suddenly, tears brimmed in his eyes, slipping down his cheeks silently. He tried to hold them back, tried to keep up, but they crumbled the moment her love reached him.

Kashvi's heart clenched as she saw him break down. His usual stoic demeanor was gone, replaced by a man overwhelmed by emotions he had never dared to feel before. She stepped closer, her hands reaching for his face.

"why are you crying?" she whispered, her voice gentle.

He shook his head, unable to form words, his lips quivering. Her own tears welled up as she cradled his face in her hands.

His shoulders trembling as sobs wracked his body. He pulled her into his arms, holding her so tightly as though afraid she would disappear.

"D-Do you really love me?," he choked out.

She pulled away just to look at hin, her hand trembling as she reached up to cup his cheek.

"Mr. Aanan singh rajvansh," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I love you. your wife loves you Alot."

He shook his head, tears spilling over as his lips quivered. "I'm scared. Scared of losing you. Scared that I'll hurt you... that I'm not enough."

Her thumb brushed away the tears on his cheek as she held his gaze, her own tears falling freely.

"You're more than enough for me, Aan. I don't care, I love all of you, just as you are."

She pulled him close, her other hand resting on his chest, feeling the rapid thrum of his heart beneath her palm.

"And I'll keep loving you, no matter what."

He let out a broken sob, his head bowing as he buried his face in her neck. His tears soaked into her skin.

She held him tighter, her arms wrapping around him.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you," he murmured against her, his voice muffled and trembling. "But I don't ever want to lose you."

"You won't," she promised softly, running her fingers through his hair. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours, now and always."

After a while, she gently pulled away from the hug, her hands wiping the tear streaks from his face.

She smiled softly, her heart racing as she whispered, "Happy Birthday, Aan," before planting a gentle kiss on his left cheek.

With a soft, tender gaze, he held her close, his voice thick with emotion.

"Thank you... for everything." His voice broke slightly, but his grip on her tightened, as if he never wanted to let go. "Thank you for being my everything."

Her soft smile warmed the air around them. "Enough of this emotional mess," she teased lightly. "Tell me, how's the decoration? Do you like it?"

He blinked, his lips curving into a small, reluctant smile. "It's beautiful, just like you."