Here After!

15. Embracing the Shift

Giri

I awoke to the gentle intrusion of sunlight filtering through the curtains, stirring me from my slumber. Blinking against the brightness, I attempted to find a more comfortable position, only to encounter an unexpected obstacle: the firm grip of Anu's hand clutching my T-shirt.

Despite her apparent deep sleep, her hold remained resolute, anchoring her to me in a familiar embrace. As I observed her peaceful countenance, I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of her grip and the unyielding bond between us. Yet, a fleeting thought crossed my mind: would she not shift in her sleep?

With a resigned sigh, my fleeting hopes of returning to sleep bid me a quick farewell, leaving me to quietly contemplate the peaceful figure nestled beside me. As I gazed upon Anu's serene features, bathed in the soft morning light, I couldn't help but feel a surge of affection and curiosity.

In the stillness of the moment, I found myself captivated by the delicate contours of her face: the gentle curve of her cheeks, the sparkle in her eyes, and the softness of her features. With each passing moment, I realized that I had yet to truly explore and appreciate the beauty of my wife.

With a tender smile, I realized that the woman lying beside me was mine to cherish in every way. Her presence brought me comfort and joy, and her unique figure held a special place in my heart. As I gently ran my fingers over her soft curves, I felt a deep sense of gratitude for having her by my side. In her plumpness, I found solace and warmth, like having my very own teddy bear to cuddle with. 

As Anu stirred in her sleep, my touch seemed to rouse her from her peaceful slumber. Yet, rather than withdrawing, I found myself drawn even closer to her, tracing my fingers gently along the contours of her face.

I couldn't help but marvel at the delicate strands of hair that framed her features, soft and wispy against her skin. Her unruly locks, escaping from the confines of her bun, added a touch of disheveled beauty to her appearance, enhancing her natural charm in a way that was both endearing and captivating.

However, as her sleep was disturbed by the stray hairs tickling her face, I made a mental note to gently tuck them away, careful not to disrupt her rest any further. After all, in this moment of quiet intimacy, the last thing I wanted was to disturb the tranquility of her slumber.

As Anu nestled closer to me, her head resting against my chest, I felt a rush of warmth and intimacy envelop us both. Her gentle breath tickled my neck, sending shivers down my spine as I held her close, savoring the closeness between us.

Unable to resist the overwhelming surge of affection that washed over me, I leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. My lips lingered there, savoring the softness of her skin and the sweet scent of her hair, as if time stood still in that moment of pure connection and love.

Gently blowing a stream of air toward Anu's closed eyelids, I attempted to rouse her from her deep slumber. As the time neared 8 o'clock, a sense of urgency crept over me, knowing that we were in the midst of wedding preparations and every moment counted.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have dared disturb her peaceful rest. However, given the importance of the day and Anu's role as the elder sister of the bride, it was essential that she wake up promptly. The arrival of guests and the commencement of wedding festivities loomed ever closer, and it was imperative that she be prepared to fulfill her duties and greet the day with grace.

Despite my persistent efforts, it took some time for Anu to stir from her deep sleep, her hold on me gradually weakening as she began to awaken. As she blinked against the light filtering into the room, I couldn't help but be captivated by the intensity of her gaze, her eyes meeting mine in a silent exchange that spoke volumes.