Hridaya was seated on the bed, in their bedroom, still in the same attire, looking tired yet extremely gorgeous while Viraj stood there.
"Yeh kurta ab mujhe chub raha hai!", Viraj muttered as he scratched along the neckline and fidgeted with the collar of his kurta.
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