Capítulo 71: Bad day for flowers

Even when he was in Dusen's body, the jasmine's scent wafted towards him as though brushing tenderly against the very tapestry of his soul. He had managed to avoid this 'nut' since morning, since that encounter in the market, yet here she stood, right in front of him. Those petals adorning her hair stirred his flames, an invitation impossible to ignore.

Is she also going to the temple to light the lamp? For whom? The dress she wore clung to her body, emphasizing her curves. Is she going in that dress? 

"What brings you here, Dusen?" Rihritha asked, snapping him back to the present. 

Hiraan gazed at Arazhan suspiciously, casually nibbling on cuticles. He has been constantly staring at his enemy like a cat eying a fish. Why?