Those dark brown orbs was staring at me in adoration. The beautiful and familiar music grabbed my attention from him. I heard him groan as I had broke the eyelock. He never adored my orbs moving from him.
Tarun was sitting in a stool, a violin in his hands. I widen my orbs in surprise. Wow! He could play a violin.
Show your support
Whatever I am, whoever I am, is due to the readers who read this book. Your support has been a great source of strength on my hard days. I feel valued, capable, and talented because of the constant support you all have showered on me. I am nothing without you. You're my extended family. Thanks for always supporting me... Sanjh
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