Chapter 170

Mihir's POV

Caught in the intricacies of emotions, I saw that she fumbled to conceal the note, a fleeting glimpse of her inner turmoil pierced through the veils of pretense we had draped over our relationship. I took the note and after reading it I realized that she had not planned anything that I had accused her of, it was a gift from our ever-naughty Uncle Mohit.

My gaze lingered on her, and though the truth lay bare before us, I couldn't bring myself to apologize for being so rude and accusing her. Instead, I watched in silence as she retreated into the sanctuary of the wardrobe with a heavy heart and a silent sigh, she wiped her eyes.

As night descended upon us, I found myself tied in the tendrils of exhaustion, my resolve to sleep on the couch was waning with each passing moment. I just wanted to sleep on my soft and comfortable bed, not on that couch. I could not sleep last night and today as her stuff was lying on the couch, I could not slee