CHAPTER 47
Arav
Anjali’s hands went around me to balance her from falling off because of the quick, not so gentle sprang, on her. Her words died on her lips, as I slammed mine on hers. To admit to yourself that you love someone is different and that someone admitting to you that they love you is whole lot different.
I was so sure about us that the declaration of love never really mattered to me, because, deep inside, I was confident that we were meant to be. Knowing Anjali, I was sure where our relationship is leading. She wouldn’t have let me so close to her without her feelings for me being so strong. Nevertheless, the confession came from her on the right time. It startled me initially, because I never expected Anjali to just say it out like this, out of the bloom. For some reason,
