Samarth's POV
Aradhya is engulfed by me in my masculine embrace. I was trying to heal her. I can not change the past, which has been done a few months ago. I wish if I could change that day.
She is still crying, "Samarth, I love you so much, I know I behaved sometimes like a kid, but I also had some dreams according to my marriage."
"Aradhya, just calm down, baby, " I tenderly kissed on her forehead, as she has an average height. Her forehead is nearly my chin. I just bent down and I can kiss on her forehead only, as her face is still consigned to the hard chest of mine.
I have to change her mind, otherwise, she will. cry all day thinking and regretting about our marriage.