Vivaan pov:I took basim bridal style in our room. She was still sleeping. She looked like an angel. My Angel. She woke up after few minutes. She looked sacred and had fear expression on her face. Is she scared of me. Again. She looked guilty. Basim: vivaan i want to. Tell you something. Please come Here Vivaan: jaan what's wrong everything okay. Basim: i am pregnant Vivaan: what Basim: please vivaan please don't say you don't want this baby. Its okay i will work i will take care of the baby but please don't tell me to. Kill it Vivaan: what the hell basim love i would never do that. I know you pregnant in fact you Have given me the worlds best gift love i would never leave you or the baby. You. Both are my world. As for working is concerned i will never let you work i am. There. Come

