𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 18+

Epilogue✨

CAUTION: 18+

Hey y'all,
Here's to us meeting one last time in Yashraj and Meera's story. Do not skip reading this before reading the chapter. I just wanted to clear it out once, this chapter is going to have transperent talks about intimacy and pregnancy, not everyone is comfortable with it. If you aren't, gladly skip reading this part.

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Meera

Love, a feeling that always made me feel guilty, a couple of years back. I used to feel like I don't deserve to love someone because, I won't be able to protect them. But, here we are about two years later, feeling the best I could ever feel.

"Is this what falling in love feels like?"

I don't know how to describe love or the feeling of falling in love because no word would suffice the multitude of emotions within my heart. But, if there would be a face for the word love, for me, itbwould be him.

He is the most sensible man I've ever came across. From putting everyone else before him to making a place for himself in his own life, he has come a long way.

When I look at him, all I see is my life, my world summed up in a man. To grow old with him by my side, a family with him and to breathe my last in his arms, that's all I long for. He deserves every bit of love out there in the world and I will try my best to put the world at his feet if he wants.

It's just now that I realise that I've been staring at him since the past fifteen minutes and have not grown tired. Well, I could stare at him all my life and not grow tired.

The way his eyelashes rest against his chiseled cheekbones, his lips curled into a small pout and hair scattered across his forehead which has a teeny little frown in the centre.

Letting him sleep, I slipped out of the covers heading straight to the bathroom. Thirty minutes and all shit business later, I was ready in my outfit for the day. Nothing extra, just a black tank top with white blazer and black pants with warmers underneath.

"Yash, wake up, love." I cooed gently running my fingers through his hair. A soft hum came from his side snuggling his face into my waist. The only way I could wake him up now, I began showering his face with kisses.

"Uhm, what a morning." He groaned with half open eyes. I swear to god he looks too hot to be true in the morning. Reluctantly pushing himself up the bed, he went to get ready.

I was packing my stuff which was previously scattered on the dresser when, musk filled my nostrills. I turned around to find Yash looking delectably handsome in a white sweater, black jeans and similar overcoat. His fingers raking through his hair effortlessly as he gelled them back.

His fingers effortlessly touslimg his locks the way they were needed. Once he was done, we made it out of the room and it was freezing. Both of us had explored Sicily previously, our aim was to just relax and roam around on the streets. It's our second day here and I already feel really good.

I had to bring him out for breakfast today rather than  the one in bed because I 'd asked the hotel staff to prepare our room. What for? A surprise.

I didn't realise that I hadn't touched my food and was lost in thoughts tillbone heartwarming visual greeted me. We were at a nearby cafe having breakfast, I looked in the front to find an adorable baby girl squealing and giggling as her father fed her a teeny little piece of strawberry. I could only imagine how good of a father Yash would make for our kids.