Veer’s pov
Her words of confession worked like a wild fire and ice compression on my burns at the same time. But I didn’t have the courage to utter them back, so I gave her what she already had ever since she became my wife. My loyalty, her disappointment and relief could be easily seen in her brown eyes but I chose not to let it bother me much.
I knew that the b****y ‘L’ word was quite unlucky for me and it was going to bite me in the a*s if I let it consume me. Last time I said that, I ended up being an orphan. My father didn’t give two shits whether we loved him or not, he was too consumed by his greed for money and my mother was nothing without him.
I turned my gaze to the sleeping beauty and smiled softly at her slight pout of lips and took in her soft yet fierce features. Her eyes
