Chapter 37 Magic Word

• “You like ice cream?” Priya's disbelief lingered in her tone, her eyes widening at the idea of him indulging in something sweet. He seemed more like the type to recoil at the mere sight of sugar.
• "Can't I enjoy it?" Priyank's grin softened as he intertwined his fingers with hers, a playful gesture that left Priya torn between pulling away and surrendering to the warmth of his touch.
• "You can, but you don't strike me as a sweet tooth," Priya remarked casually, her gaze flickering between their locked hands.