Author's POV:

Vihaansh's embrace tightened around Ishika, his arms a fortress against a world he no longer trusted. Her words lingered in the air between them, soft yet powerful, weaving through his thoughts like an unshakable mantra. She had called him her deity—not just her husband, not merely the man she loved, but her devta. The simplicity of her declaration carried an intensity he hadn’t anticipated, each syllable striking a chord he didn’t know existed.