Author's Pov :

The room was thick with the scent of jasmine and sweat, the air heavy with the aftermath of their union. The wedding night had been a whirlwind of emotions—nervous laughter, tender kisses, and the raw, unbridled passion that had consumed them both. Now, in the quiet hours of the night, Aaransh and Siya lay entangled in the silken sheets, their bodies still humming with the echoes of their lovemaking. The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft, silvery glow over the scene, as if blessing their newfound intimacy. The world outside seemed distant, irrelevant, leaving only the two of them in this private sanctuary of desire and love.