Devil fall for Angel

"There were four of us at home - Dadaji, Dad, Mom... and me. You've met my parents, but not Dadaji yet. I was very pampered since childhood. I was the only child."

He sighed dramatically.

"My mom always wanted a daughter. But God gave her me."

Gauri looked at him.

"But don't worry," he added with a playful pout. "She did everything she would've done with a daughter. She made two tiny ponytails on my head. Dressed me in pink frocks. Put cute hair clips in my hair."

Gauri couldn't stop a small smile.

He narrowed his eyes. "You imagined it, didn't you? I must've looked terrible."

"No," she shook her head softly. "You must've looked very cute."

"Sure? Or are you just trying to make me feel better?"

"I'm telling the truth. I like children. Every baby is beautiful and cute. You must've been cute too... and handsome."

The moment the words left her mouth, she froze.

Hriday laughed at her embarrassed expression.

She quickly stood up, trying to escape inside.

But he gently caught her wrist.

She stopped.

And slowly turned back.

"Will you marry me, Gauri?"