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After ten minutes, they entered the couple Room in the Star Hotel.

Swathi ordered for light tiffin items.

Now, Prasanth opened the topic. “May I expect a clear answer without prevaricating to my question? Do you accept my love?”

“Without falling in love with you can I come with you here?” Swathi gave her repartee.

“Do you know that my parents and relatives won’t agree with my decision in marrying you?

”Do you want me to marry you without the consent of your parents? Swathi posed the question.

“Do you think that I will chuck your relationship if my parents spurn my request to marry you?

“I stand in my decision, Prasanth. I won’t live without you.” Swathi uttered with emotion.

“I must thank God for I am given a lovable life partner to me.” Prasanth held her hands gently.

“When I understand the depth of your love on me or crazy over me, how can I spurn your love? I would prefer to be the slave to your love, Prasanth.” Swathi adorned her love with her usual style of words.