Stranger To My Man

CHAPTER 48

"I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you."

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Next day

I woke up feeling the need to use the washroom. Carefully, I removed Ayansh's arms from around my waist, not wanting to wake him. I climbed out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom.

Rubbing my eyes, I came out from the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed. The clock on the wall showed 5:30 am. Feeling sleepy again, I was about to go back to bed when something caught my eye. Through the big window in front of our bed, the most beautiful sunrise was unfolding before my eyes. The sky was painted with shades of orange, pink, and purple, each color blending seamlessly into the next. My eyes widened in amazement, and my mouth dropped open. I had to share this moment with Ayansh.

"Ayansh, utho!" I shook him gently. He groaned and turned to the other side, still in the clutches of sleep.

"Ayansh, utho na! Dekho kitna acha scene hai bahar," I urged him again. This time, he sat up in bed, rubbing his face with his palms to wake up. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the window, sliding the glass open so we could step outside onto the balcony.

"Kitna sundar hai na," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath, as I gazed at the sunrise. The colors were becoming more vibrant, the sun slowly peeking over the horizon, casting a golden glow over everything it touched. He nodded, looking at the view and then at me.

"Haan, very beautiful. Nothing can compare," he said, his voice soft and filled with wonder. When I turned to look at him, I found him staring at me with unblinking eyes, making me blush.

"Ayansh, main sunrise ki baat kar rahi hu," I said shyly, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Main bhi toh apne hi Suraj ko dekh raha hun," he replied, his words laced with playful affection. My cheeks turned a deeper shade of red as his eyes bore into mine, full of warmth and love.

"Itna sundar, itna lal, vo bhi subah subah," he continued, his voice dripping with flirtation. I linked my arm with his, biting my lower lip to keep from blushing more. Resting my head on his shoulder, I felt a warmth that had nothing to do with the rising sun.

We stood there, silently taking in the beauty around us. The birds began to chirp, welcoming the new day. The light morning breeze brought with it the scent of fresh blooms and the promise of a beautiful day ahead. The whole scene felt like it was out of a dream, the colors of the sky reflecting in our eyes.

"See there," I pointed out in front of us. A flock of birds flew across the sky, their silhouettes graceful against the vibrant backdrop. He chuckled and kissed my head, then looked back at the breathtaking scene.

The hues of the sky shifted as the sun climbed higher, the golden rays casting long shadows and illuminating the world with a gentle, serene light. The morning dew on the grass sparkled like tiny diamonds, adding to the enchantment of the scene.

"Isn't it amazing how every sunrise is different, yet always so beautiful?" mused, feeling poetic at the moment.

"Just like you," Ayansh replied, his voice was soft and sincere. I turned to look at him, my heart swelling with love. His eyes were filled with adoration, and I knew in that moment that this was what true happiness felt like.