Standing in her balcony, Cyra was gazing above at the dark night sky. The moon was glowing, the stars were gleaming, but at the same time, some dark clouds were also there. Gentle blows of air were hitting her body, moving her hair strands slowly.
It was already the middle of the night, and her sleep was far away from her because tomorrow was her wedding. Just a few more hours, and she would be standing in front of him and would be taking their wedding vows.
Feeling her phone vibrating in her hand, Cyra looked towards it and saw his call.
Utterly defeated and with a completely blank head, Cyra picked up his call and pressed the phone against her ear.
“Amor…..” Cyra heard his throaty voice, but she made no efforts to answer him because they both knew he was even capable of hearing her
