BROKEN - to be healed by her (manan ff)✔️

Epilogue: Part 2

Nandini's pov:

I think sunsets are over hyped, because someone who has ever been 'one with life' enough to ditch sleep and catch a sunrise would never stop gushing about how bewitching it is.

The look of life rejuvinating on earth while the sky celebrates it with layers of shades of oranges and blues and purples and birds chirping their way into dawn.

That time of the day when moon and sun together put on a show for everyone who's willing to look.

The vibrance coupled with peace feels like a tightest good morning hug from the nature herself.
While I stand at our balcony watching nature's magic treating myself with a great black coffee, I call it 'Malhotra rubbed off on me', I can only feel the peace seeping into my nerves and calming them giving me the unsaid strength to handle a very emotionally demanding day. I sighed at the thought.

It was the loud buzz of my alarm that broke my reverie, gulping the last sip of my coffee I headed inside to coax and wake the love of my life.

"Manik..." I hushed a husky whisper over his ears, getting comfortable on the bed by his head.

He did not even flinch! Not too new though, he is usually a morning person but on those very rare occasions he chose not to be it was a mammoth of a task to get him out of his slumber.

I could grumble and complain all I want but man I would be biggest liar since life existed on earth if I said that this, looking at him sleeping was not my most favorite start to the day.

All the chessy stuff in romance novels suddenly don't seem all that much bad, At least not when I have this perfect face that could give Zeus a run for this money.

Not to boast but Manik Malhotra in a three piece suit....hot.
But Manik Malhotra in his messy state with hair hiding a good part of his forehead, the mole near the side of his lips at its best possible view with lips slightly parted looked what angels would wanna protect.

Due to my very aware and intense adoration I had this abrupt surge to love him a little more, so I leaned a bit more towards him and gently pecked his eyes as if a little negligence from my side and he would break, I could stop at that but I didnt want to so I continued my trail of landing fishy kisses from his eyes to his temple than nose down to his chin taking my own sweet long time worshipping his best feature that is his mole.

"Umm.." he moaned, I was alert and almost embarrassed at how engrossed I was in my shenanigan that I forgot him being asleep. My cheeks turning into shades of red at the realization while a sheepish smile refused to leave my lips.

"Manik...wake up, its 9 already!" I hushed again ganing my composure back yet sticking by his side, caressing his hair.

he moaned again, a kind that stirred something in me that none of us had time for. God! this man had no clue what he does to me at all times.

" Good morning!" I said, as he nuzled in my neck sending waves of jitters down my spine.

" Morning" his lips moved on the curve of my neck making his irresistible morning voice take over my left senses.

"Get up Manik, we have a lot to take care of today" I hated bring this up knowing fully well the shift it was ought to get in him, I could feel the same in the way his hold over my waist tightened and he dug his face deeper in the hollow of my neck.

" Just five minutes, please" I let him be, holding onto him slightly tighter than always, caressing his hair with a even gentler stroke letting him know that however tought it gets, he will find me by his side at all times.

Today is Avya di's death anniversary, for years even the slightest mention of this day would haunt Manik in the worst ways, but this year we worked on welcoming a fresh change hence, we had arranged for a small prayer meet for her only us, Chacha, Chachi, Rishab and Cabir.