CHAPTER 16

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Love is the beautiful feeling which can't be expressed in words... It can only be showned by actions..

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HER POV

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HER POV...


I was mesmerised by sight in front of me! This was master's private gardern. I was still in his arms and awestruck by the beauty. It was heard that it is beautiful in day but at night no one is allowed except him! Now I know why! It's heaven.

All the flowers of different colours are planted in specific shapes and sizes. The smell of rose, lillies, mogra, jasmine, petunia and and many other flowers were simply fantastic. And to think that it was his own hard work. Every flower bed was lit up in its own beautiful way by fairy lights! Every tree was beautifully glowing with star shaped fairy lights and real fire flies!!

 Every flower bed was lit up in its own beautiful way by fairy lights! Every tree was beautifully glowing with star shaped fairy lights and real fire flies!!

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It looked like tiny faries are sticking to each tree and glowing

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It looked like tiny faries are sticking to each tree and glowing. "Master put baby down please..!" I begged. He smiled and put me on my feet. I landed on soft grass.. More soft than my skin! It was heaven literally! And to add up the effect various snow machines were busy making artificial snow and showering on every part.

Between the flower climbers there was a huge soft bed too! I was so excited that I began to jump up and down clapping like a child! I began to hop from one place to another forgetting my surrounding! I went near the huge fountain in between the make shift lake where I saw tiny fishes swimming here and there of every color. I giggled and dipped my finger in pond. A tiny fish bit my finger playfully and I squeal jumping up and down.

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