30. Desperation.

Ananya's pov

I was warm. Too warm. I opened my eyes to see Veer was wrapped around me like a koala bear and his warm breathes on my chest indicated that he was in deep slumber. More than half of his body weight was over me and I could feel my shoulder numb due to his weight. Damn, he was meaty enough to crush me under his weight.

I sighed when the events of last night crashed my mind. My emotional outburst, Veer assuring me and then how I let myself loose in his embrace. I remember the look on his face when I told him what I thought of him. He looked he had been slapped across his face. He looked defeated and hurt. In pain.

As far as I believed, the only way to pain my ruthless husband was by creating a hole in his chest and taking his heart out and I was never going to let that happen. No matter what he did or how much his actions hurt me, I was hopelessly in love with him and could even take thousands of bullets for him.