Namrata’s POV
I woke up at six ‘o’clock in the morning. I should say I didn't sleep last night. Since the time Armaan told me he is coming back, I was on cloud nine. Every passing second was feeling like a day.
Last night when I lay down on my bed, I was hearing whatever he told me on call. I was excited to meet him. I tried a lot to get some sleep but nothing. Finally, I decided to choose a dress for tomorrow as I wanted to look good for him. I wanted him to hold me in his arms for hours.
Fuck, I was feeling how would I face him after that confession. What would I do if he would ask me to say it again? How would I do that?
All these questions were in my mind. I tried exactly 27 dresses and didn’t decide what to wear. Finally, my eyes landed on the dress which I was wearing when Armaa
