Jahnvi’s Point of View

I woke up with the slow chirping of the bird and a weird dream which I don’t remember but it was kinda disturbing. My first instinct was to grab my phone to check and well just like everyday, Yuvraaj’s good morning text was there which put my heart in peace.

It’s been a month; thirty-one days since Yuvraaj has left for London, he had to go there to handle the Khurana’s work as my father-in-law has gone through a surgery and had to rest for a month to recover.

Instead of keeping my phone aside, I scrolled through our old messages, stupid texts, half-naked mirror selfies,...