𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 #𝟏: previously known as "My Home"
A friends-to-lovers romance full of longing, heartbreak, and second chances.
"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒖𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒆...
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Aye kaash, kaash yoon hota, Har shaam saath tu hota, Chup chaap dil naa yoon rota, Har shaam saath tu hota, Guzaaraa ho tere bin guzaaraa, Ab mushkil hai lagtaa
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Just as the thought crossed my mind, the door opened and she stepped out, holding the clothes in her hands. The same lingerie I had earlier dismissed as unnecessary now felt very different, simply because she had touched them, chosen them, stood there flushed and breathless with them clutched to her chest. My gaze instinctively lifted to her face. Her cheeks were deep red, her eyes slightly glossy, and something about her looked shaken. Had she been crying?
“Whatever happened between us, shouldn’t have happened..I know I may have messed—” I began, guilt already rising, but before I could finish, she suddenly stepped forward and wrapped her arms tightly around me.
The force of it stunned me.
“Why would you say that?” she asked, her voice softer, her breath was warm and heavy against my neck, her face buried there as if she had been holding herself together and finally let go. I froze for a second, then instinct took over.
I hugged her back, pulling her closer, one hand pressing against her back, the other around her shoulders. I buried my face in her neck and let out a slow, relieved breath. The awkwardness, the hesitation, the strange tension between us… it all dissolved in that single moment.
