"Don't... come... near me..." she whispered, her voice trembling with fear, her eyes tightly shut.
"Blossom, listen to me," Yash said softly, holding her close, gently tapping her cheeks. "It's just a nightmare. Open your eyes, love. Try to come bac...
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“May I cherish you for a few more precious moments?” I whispered, as a shaky breath escaped her lips when my fingers accidentally brushed against the softness of her bare waist.
Still lost in the depth of that moment, I gently murmured again, “Hmm?” — quietly seeking permission to linger in this fragile pause, to hold onto her just a little longer.
Her innocent, slightly confused eyes met mine. “Hnn?” she responded, the sound so tender it pulled at something deep inside me.
Her deep almond-brown eyes, soaked in purity and innocence, held me captive — as if the entire world had stilled just for us.
“God, Blossom… one day, this innocence of yours might become the sweetest death of mine,” I thought to myself, my heart heavy with an unfamiliar ache.
“Hum thik hain… ab aap please hume chhod dijiye,” she softly said, her honey-dipped voice pleading, her eyes begging for space.
(“I’m fine now… could you please let me go?”)
I gently tightened my hold, my voice calm yet unwavering — “Chhodne ke liye nahi thaama tha aapko.” (“I didn’t hold you just to let you go.”)
Her cheeks suddenly flushed, a soft crimson blooming against her skin like a rose kissed by dawn.
"Is she... blushing because of my words?" I wondered, a smile dancing at the corner of my lips.
“Please…” she whispered again, this time barely audible — eyes wide, fragile, and so pure that it sparked a wild storm within me.
Her innocent plea set fire to something primal in me. I clenched my jaw, trying to calm the chaos.
“Don’t do this, Blossom… or I swear, I might kiss you right here, and I won’t regret it for a second,” I warned myself silently, desperate to hold back.
And just then—
A sudden voice shattered our world of two.
“Oh my holy eyes!!! Bhai sa, Bhabhi sa—shaadi abhi hui bhi nahi, aur aap dono toh suhagrat ki tayyari mein lag gaye! Ram Ram Ram!” Armaan’s unmistakable voice echoed as he walked in dramatically, shielding his eyes like some TV soap heroine.
