Chapter 32. Jealous

Laura relaxed on the villa's balcony, a cup of hot tea in her hand. The steam rising from the cup couldn't fend off the cold breeze of the Apple City, but Laura's spirits remained undeterred as she looked forward to exploring the beach later with her beloved.

Gradually, the sun peeked out from behind the thick curtain of the night, its rays shyly warming the surroundings. The chirping of birds added to Laura's blossoming mood as she reminisced about the first time she had met Aryan, their unconventional marriage contract, and now, the love that bound them together.

Love was indeed peculiar; when you pursued it, it often eluded you, and when you walked away, it came offering happiness. Laura had once thought that she and Aryan would never fall in love because their separation had been written in black and white. But everything seemed futile as time and emotions played their roles, slowly seeping into the depths of their hearts. Love was indefinable in any dictionary; it t