Chapter 83

Gauravi's POV

For in that moment of chaos, I had witnessed the true measure of his strength—not just in body, but in spirit. And though the scars of battle would fade with time, the memory of their fight would linger, amidst the chaos of the jungle.

He was a hero… A superhero.

Thank God, he is with me here.

With swift determination, he shielded us from harm. The victory was hard-won, the price paid in bruises and blood. His battered form, his bare chest now bearing the marks of their unexpected encounter.

As the adrenaline subsided, my gaze fell upon him, his form adorned with scratches and bruises, the price of his bravery. Tears welled in my eyes, as I was shocked and speechless at the moment… but those tears were the silent acknowledgment of the emotions coursing through me.

At that moment, I realized the depth of my feelings for him, my heart aching at the sight of his pain. He saw me and said, "Hey, don't worry, it will