Riya's POV
Shit! s**t! s**t! s**t! What the hell happened! Was I drunk? No, I guess. A couple of wine glasses can't do anything, instead of feeling bit of tipsy, atleast I used to believe it. But no! That wasn't just a tipsy feeling than the heart which wanted to cry aloud and melt in his arms forever. It felt so warm and safe in his arms that I forgot to guard up when we were intimately close. But alas, after a good while it stood up and turned him down by calling the night. I felt to stupid to do that but it was needed. And more than that I was needy. OH GOD! Why everything has to end like that? After he left, my eyes sheded a single tear which was equally painful to thousands of years. I tried to sleep whole night but my broken heart was paining so bad that it was impossible to be at
