Part 21
"So damn ironic, isn't it? Vivaan Agarwal, who believed that love was above every sin, had sinned against his own love. You were right, Vivaan, my love is full of sins. The entries of this book started with fear, which transitioned into attachment, then it morphed into greed, and then lust had its hues splayed over. Jealousy had entered, only to pave the way for arrogance, and even that one emotion which I thought that I will never be able to truly feel for you, fury, danced alongside my love to the tunes of devastation. But, it is not my love which lost, Vivaan, it is yours," read Vivaan, stuttering and trembling as accusations from the yesteryear Vrinda and the accusatory gaze of the one beside him made his insides burn with guilt.