𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐞

|06| Chapter

Saanvi POV:

I woke up late as the sunrays fell on me, finding the other side of the bed empty. Yesterday, I don't know why I cried. I've never been this vulnerable to anyone; I've always been the strong girl. Why am I like this with him? I sighed, not knowing what is going on in my life. Suddenly, it seems like there is a big marathon in my life. I need some time to organize all my feelings. I called out to Aan, and he opened the door, coming near me.

"Good morning, Vie," he greeted, and I smiled, replying, "Good morning, Aan." He asked, "So, how is your stomach pain?" I nodded, "I am fine now, Aan." As I went out of bed and into the living room, I saw pancakes there.

I looked at him as he leaned against the doorframe, saying, "Eat it; it's for you." I took the first bite, I realized I hadn't brushed my teeth. He noticed and asked, "What's wrong, Vie?" I shyly said, "I didn't brush my teeth, Aan." He laughed, "It's okay; have it." I nodded, completing the full plate.

He said, "I have some work today, Vie, but we will go outside in the evening. Is that okay?" I nodded and asked, "Where are we going, Aan?" He replied, "It's a surprise," patting my head. I pouted, and he chuckled, saying, "I will pick you up by 7, and don't worry about the dress. I will arrange it, okay?" I hesitated a bit, as I never accept anything from anyone. He sensed it and reassured me, "It's fine, Vie. Don't treat me as a stranger, trust me." I nodded as he placed a kiss on my forehead and went out.

Sighing, I cleaned the table and sat on my bed, opening my journal. This journal holds everything that has happened in my life, a precious gift from my father. It is very important to me. I thought for some time, organizing my feelings and thoughts.

I thought 'the last two days have been wonderful. Aan has been nothing but sweet to me. I've always wanted a man like him to marry, but am I worthy enough for him? I don't have anything to offer him. I agree I am a billionaire, but sometimes money can't buy you everything, right?

The scariest thing in love is the thought of losing them right? I already lost my parents I loved the most. Am I ready to lose someone again? Or first of all, will I be able to love again? It is not difficult to fall in love with Aan. If he keeps being this sweet to me, I agree I don't even know his second name, I don't know what he does for a living, I don't know anything about him, but still, I love spending time with him. I feel safe and protected in his presence. But are these feelings love?'

As I started writing in my journal, thinking about the very moment that I met him, everything changed. Life as I knew it, the beliefs that I had in things, the very core of my system changed. Meeting him shook the very foundation of my existence and made place for adjustments his arrival came along with.

Before he came along, I do believe in love but faith had no place in my heart, that bears the brunt of losses that have occurred millenniums ago. Yet, the moment I met him, faith erupted like lava and warmed the inner walls of my heart. It comforted places I did not know still hurt, even though it had every tendency to burn.

It's funny how sometimes when you meet someone, you feel like you've changed in a moment. It's funny how you feel like you've known that someone for ages, and still, meeting them feels nothing less than a breath of fresh air. It's funny how sometimes when you meet someone, you feel hope birthing in yourself again, in the very place you lost it.

Meeting him changed everything. Meeting him turned everything upside down, It changed everything in a way where I feel alive again. It changed me. But are these feelings Love?

If he proposes to me right now, am I ready to accept him? I got an immediate answer from my brain: no. But my heart hesitated to say neither yes nor no. I am still in confusion.