*** AALIFA NIYAZ ***

In the streets, we were walking, holding hands while I was contemplating the beautiful place I had always dreamt to visit.

We were currently in another city Bordeaux, he wanted to show me the Place de la Bourse.

The air, the architecture of the building was beautiful.

“Ah, I am tired, my feet hurt.” I groaned, stretching my arms. He showed me so many historical places along with monuments.

“Me too. Let’s go to a nearby park and don’t worry, my hands are present to massage those feets,” He smirked, winking at me.

“You and your talks,” I chuckled as we sat down on a bench....