"No.. Ha.. Nimu.. the bag to keep my lunch box... you.. bought.. that beautiful bottle... all lost.." Even if Madhu said a lie, he will not really get that handbag again. He said because he knows. Besides, Nimesh has to say something for the reason of crying. With those words, Nimesh looked at Madhu with some doubt. Because Madhu is never one to cry for such a small thing..
"So baby... tell me it's something to cry about... I'll get you a cute bottle and a bag, please... you've been planning to steal my name lately, honey, okay?" When Nimesh said that, Madhu raised her head and slowly looked at Nimesh. "What.. what.. is.. talk.." Madhu's voice had changed slightly and became hoarse.
"Why am I your prince of tears? Are you going to be my princess of tears?" Nimesh asked while holding Madh
