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Reethu pov
The day had been a whirlwind of excitement, from the unexpected message from Taylor Swift to the impromptu outing with Ishan and Shubman. Now, as we found ourselves in the bustling mall, the energy was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through me.
As the boys attracted the attention of fans, I took a moment to check my phone, my heart skipping a beat when I saw the notifications. Taylor Swift had reached out to me, offering the opportunity of a lifetime. It was a dream come true, and I couldn't wait to dive into the details.
Lost in a flurry of messages and emotions, I barely noticed the boys returning to my side, their faces lit up with excitement. "What's up?" I asked, tearing my gaze away from my phone.
"We're thinking of heading home for some rest before dinner. Sound good?" Shubman suggested, his voice tinged with exhaustion.
I nodded in agreement, feeling the weariness settle in my bones. The day had been filled with excitement, but now the fatigue was catching up with me.
We three walked back to the parking lot before getting into the car. Just as I drove out of the parking lot, I heard soft snores making me glance at the 2 boys in the backseat.
Shubman and Ishan were fast asleep making me smile. I turned back to face the road before driving the three of us back to my house. Pulling up to the driveway, I turned off the engine before turning backside. Ishan's head was on Shubman's lap, and Shubman's head was on the window.
"Guys, guys, get up. We're home," I spoke softly tapping their leg. Their eyes fluttered open before they sat upright rubbing their eyes.
Their eyes fell on me before they smiled. Returning a soft smile, we got out of the car before heading towards the door.
As Ishan collapsed onto the couch, I couldn't help but chuckle at his antics. "You want to head to bed?" Shubman asked, his voice laced with concern.
I nodded, feeling the pull of exhaustion tugging at my limbs. Together, we made our way to my room, the weight of the day finally catching up with me.
Lying side by side, we stared up at the ceiling, the silence enveloping us like a warm blanket. It was a moment of quiet reflection, and I found myself lost in the depths of Shubman's gaze.
"I'm so proud of you," he murmured, his voice breaking through the silence.
A warmth spread through my chest at his words, and I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you," I whispered, feeling a surge of gratitude for the unwavering support he had always shown me.
Leaning in, he brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine. In that moment, all the fatigue and exhaustion melted away, leaving behind only a sense of peace and contentment.
