Love at first eye meet

Chapter-5 [Her Breakdown]

Ch-5 [Her breakdown]

Mahira got into the shower after locking the door. She turned the shower on. Cold water hit her skin, making her shiver.

Those touches, those men, those they said. All come back to her mind. She wiped her body off harshly with her hands, she was crying while rubbing herself.

Her whole body was feeling dirty with those hands, she so wanted to wipe those makes off her body, but she knew it too, they wouldn't wipe so easily, they would fade slowly.

She sat down under the shower hugging her knees closer and cried rubbing her arms, legs and neck.

All her tears were getting mixed up in the water. Her nails scratched her skin making it all read. Her arms were having her scratches, before she could proceed forward a knock interrupted her

Her saviour.

"Are you fine, jhumki wali?" Rajvansh asked from behind the door.

Mahira wiped her tears and cleared her throat, she gave a slow reply saying she was fine. Rajvansh told her he kept clothes for her on the bed and he was leaving the room.

Mahira got up and stripped out of her clothes. She washed her hair and took a bath properly thinking about how her life changed in a day.

She doesn't know how she got herself here but she feels safe here, he won't hurt her. He didn't even try to hurt her even for once. He even gave her place to live. Mahira sobbed thinking about this all.

She got out of the shower and saw a bathrobe and towel placed there.

She wrapped her hair in a towel and wore the bathrobe.

She got out of the bathroom and looked at the clothes preset there.

A black shirt and black gym shorts, were men's clothes.

Mahira blinked her eyes nervously looking at those clothes, will she wear these clothes?

Do you have any option Mahira? Her mind mocked.

She took clothes and went to the bathroom. She came out of the room wearing black shirt and shorts that were reaching her knees. She tied the strings of shorts tight around her waist so that they didn't fall because it was little huge for her. The sleeves of the shirt were hanging from her arms and it was reaching her mid-thighs.

Rajvansh had kept a pair of extra slippers for her too, though they were little huge for her but still she managed. She wrapped her hair in bun and some flicks were flowing on her face leaving wet drops down on her clothes.

She came out from the room and reached living room, she looked around try to find him.

"Here," Rajvansh spoke from the kitchen. Mahira followed the call of his voice and reached the kitchen.

Rajvansh looked to see her.

'I never thought someone could look so beautiful in my own clothes, I didn't think that she would be looking so cute and hot at the same time. Fuck, don't think that Rajvansh.' He thought in his mind looking at her.

He told her to sit at the table and she nodded and sat down on a chair, playing with the hem of her shirt.

Rajvansh brought some sandwich and juice, the only thing he could make.

He forwarded the plate to her making her look at him, he nodded telling her to eat.

"Thank you, sir," Mahira spoke holding onto the plate.