Neha's pov:
I and Vikram are sitting in the car and looking at the heavy rain. We haven't exchanged a single, this muteness is so suffocating.
"You are all wet, I think we should go back home, " Vikram breaks the silence and looked at me with uncomfortable expressions.
"Hercules and I had intercourse at cruise, " I told Vikram and his face become pale after hearing my words. He is staring at me like a broken heart kid and his eyes filled with tears.
His pain, his expressions, and his tears shook my entire world in a blink. I know my words pierced his soul, his heart, and his body so brutally but he deserves to know what kind of person I am.
I don't deserve a man like Vikram, he is the most purist soul of heaven and he deserves an Angel. My eyes also filled with tears and I look o
