Arun's POV
Night had fallen over Paris, casting a soft glow upon the city's enchanting streets. As we prepared for our evening excursion, anticipation hung in the air like a delicate mist, wrapping us in its embrace.
I stood outside, waiting patiently for Adithi, lost in my own thoughts as the minutes ticked by. When she finally emerged, my breath caught in my throat. She was a vision of elegance and grace, adorned in a gown that seemed to shimmer in the moonlight.
"Arun! What's the matter?" she inquired, her laughter echoing like music in the night.
I shook myself from my reverie, unable to tear my gaze away from her radiant beauty. "Are you preparing for a world competition?" I teased, unable to contain my admiration.
"Why?" she responded, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
I could
