In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ "I am sorry" Varahi apologised almost in a whisper as his jaw flexed , the tears in her eyes threatening to fall. Avyaan scoffed , "Baby, sorry for?" He asked softly , his expressions and rage in his eyes screaming differently. "Please" Varahi whispered , this was too much. She wasn't ready to play silent treatment any more. "Hmm?" Avyaan hummed , leaning closer asking her to elaborate. His knee slipped between her legs as he shoved her body more into the wall while pushing his body more in hers making sure that she wasn't hurt by any chance. His grip softly forces her face up to align with his. His eyes dropped down to her lips before meeting her weary eyes. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

| To the ones who think he would go for beauty , He won't! | ༻❁༺ "What's wrong Roop?" He asked, his voice laced with exhaustion as he stood infront of her, pulling her closer. Her weary eyes met his. "I don't deserve this , Agastya. It hurts." She whispered before she let her guard down, breaking down in front of the very man whom she told that no body matters to her, nothing hurts her. She was made for love - a delicate thing pretending to be untouched by the world, especially in front of the one man who understood her better than she understood herself.