Sheryaar's POV:
We stood in the balcony, looking up at the sky. My beauty is in my arms and her smiling face is making me smile. She is so innocent. Her eyes, her nose, her entire facial features are supporting this fact. She is innocently beautiful.
I sighed, kissing her temple and resting my chin on her shoulder, tightening my grip around her waist. She has won my heart in just a small passage of time. She has made me feel all those feelings again which I have buried long ago in my heart. How am I going to tell her what is the reason behind me marrying her? How will I tell her about her parents? How will she handle all this?
My heart has squeezed under this burden. I'm hiding all this in my heart for ten years. I have an entire past which has a great influence on my present. Sometim
