Chapter 23

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Vritika's POV

I hold him tight as tears don't stop coming out from my eyes and he just slowly patted my back trying to console me. I felt a wariness spread throughout my body calming me down. I looked up a little as I heard a sniffle other than mine and saw a tear coming out of his eyes

"I thought it was you but one day when I asked sir ge said the sketch was of your mother. And guess what she looked exactly like you" he said and closed my eyes as tears left from there continuously

"You said you don't remember your mother, right?" He asked in a hoarse voice and I nodded my head. He tapped my shoulder and I got out of his embrace as ge walked inside the room and I again hugged my knees as silent tears escaped through my eyes

"Here" I heard his voice and turned to see him standing there holding a book. I took the book from him and observed it, it looked really torn out and old.

"Open it" he said indicating me towards the book. I started going through the pages and sae some sketches of every possible thing in it. I stopped on a page as I saw a beautiful portrait of a lady, who looked a lot like me

"This is the sketchbook, sir gave me" he said and I smiled as I flipped through the pages seeing various beautiful portraits of mumma until I saw a sketch of a young kid in her mother's arm.

"You said you don't remember her but sir caught every moment and expression you shared with her in this" he said and I started crying again as I saw various pictures of me and mumma.

"Thankyou" I said and turned again to hug Kiaan as he sat just behind me. His arms wrapped around me in a comforting way as he caressed my back while I took deep breaths feeling some weird sensation in my body

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I opened my eyes as I felt bright light shining in front of my eyes, only to be graced by the sun rising in front of me. I blinked a little and hid my face in the pillow near me. I opened y eyes wide as my eyes met with the chest of someone

I blinked in shock as I saw a chest in front of me which definitely belonged to my husband. I moved y head up a little sure about him being awake as he is a really light sleeper. Even the sound of a pin dropping would wake him up

I looked up and saw his eyes closed and I took a deep sigh turning to cuddle more. I immediately took my hand back as I understood who I was obviously cuddling with. I looked over our position and bit my lip.

My hand was wrapped around his torso and the other was just lightly holding his chest. While our legs were completely tangled with each others. I felt a movement and immediately closed my eyes as his hand over my waist moved

I squinted my eyes in embarrassment and removed my hand carefully and slowly away from him. I touched his arm lightly and kept it on the mattress while I got out of his hold and turned to run away from there before he woke up

"Good morning Vritika" I heard his voice as soon as I opened the door to the washroom and I stopped in my place. I closed my eyes in embarrassment as I turned back towards him only to see a smirk lingering on his lips as he laid there with his arm under his head and eyes closed.

"Good morning" I said and ran to the washroom straight not even trying to look back when I heard his chuckling voice. I opened the gate to the washroom and smiled looking at myself in the mirror. I looked like I was glowing, I guess crying has its own benefits.

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I open the shower and take a relaxing breath as the cold water hits my skin. I feel it traveling all over my body providing the much needed numbness as I close my eyes and an image of us hugging appears in my mind.

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