Fond of you

•NINETY-ONE•

As Aditya and Zoya stepped into their suite in Greece, they were greeted by a sight of opulence and luxury that took Zoya's breath away.
The walls were painted in soft, soothing hues, accented by intricate patterns and delicate artwork.  Large windows offered sweeping views of the picturesque surroundings, allowing natural light to flood the room and illuminate every corner.

Zoya's eyes widened in amazement as she took in the sight before her, feeling as though she had stepped into a world of fantasism.

Meanwhile, Aditya stood back, watching Zoya's childlike wonder with a fond smile. Despite the tension between them, he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty and innocence, admiring the way her eyes sparkled with excitement and awe.

As Zoya's eyes lit up with excitement, Aditya couldn't help but marvel at her radiance.

"Oh my God Aditya, This is.... beautiful..." She looked at him with a bright smile.
Her joy was infectious, and he found himself drawn to her like a magnet.

With a soft smile, he followed her graceful stride towards the glass wall, leading to the private pool. She looked at him with a bright smile and then got lost in the view.

Aditya's gaze lingered on her, taking in every detail of her elation. He felt a surge of gratitude wash over him, knowing how fortunate he was to have her by his side. As he approached her, he couldn't resist echoing her sentiment.

"Beautiful... Yes," he murmured looking at her, his voice barely above a whisper, but carrying the weight of his adoration for her.

She couldn't shake the feeling of Aditya's gaze on her. Meeting his eyes, she was momentarily reminded of their recent fight, the tension still lingering between them like an invisible barrier.

Despite the breathtaking view before her, a knot formed in her stomach as Zoya turned to walk away.
However, Aditya's gentle grip on her elbow stopped her in her tracks.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, his eyes filled with remorse.

"Kis liye?" she asked, turning to face him, her expression guarded.

"Tumse jhagadne ke liye," Aditya admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "I shouldn't have lashed out on you like that. But I don't know what you want me to do.... Tum jaanti toh ho...." He paused, pulling her closer, his touch warm and reassuring. "Tumse kitna pyaar karta hoon mai.... Aur ye Roz hazaar baar kehne mein bhi mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai...but... I don't know what has upsetted you so much.... "

Zoya felt a pang of guilt at the confusion and frustration evident in Aditya's voice. She realized that her silence had only added to his distress.

"Pehli baar we're out together....I don't wanna spend our entire time together fighting.... Kuch bother kar Raha hai toh batao na mujhe.... " his voice trailed off, his plea filled with genuine concern.

Zoya's resolve wavered as she looked into his eyes, her voice barely a whisper, "Aditya...."

Aditya's expression softened, his fingers gently brushing against her cheek as he leaned in closer, urging her to speak.

"Main...vo...Aditya....." She trailed off, her words faltering as she struggled to articulate her feelings.

"It's okay, Zoya," he murmured, his voice soothing. "Say it... Just... please don't shut me out."

Zoya felt a surge of frustration at his plea, her anger bubbling to the surface. "I shut you out?....you were the one who did that," she retorted, pulling away from his touch.

Aditya's heart sank at her accusation, but he remained steadfast in his attempt to mend their fractured connection. "And I said I'm sorry about it..." he tried to interject, his voice tinged with regret.