Bhairavi's POV:
We couldn't even drop him off at the airport because outsiders can't know he's connected to the royal family.
Everyone returned to the dance festival. I went to mine
room because I wasn't in the mood.
I checked my phone. He sent me so many texts
already.
A message appeared: 'Hey, please don't cry. I love you!'
Next text: 'Should I go back? Are you okay?
I'll kick him.
I wrote in bold, "Fine!!"
Ekansh: I am at the airport. I will call you when I land at Chandigarh airport. Good night and miss me!'
'He will wait for your call. Good night and stay safe
he dreams of me.” I replied.
The door opened. It was mom.
"Bhairavi."
"Haan ma."
She came and made me sit next to her on the bed.
"Do you miss her already?"
I nodded.
"Don't worry. He will always be with you.
