It's the sequel to Silent Tears.
How Nandini and manik will handle their relationship. A lot of drama, sorrow, jealousy, heartbreak, and other emotions will come like a rollercoaster ride in their relationship. Will they be able to handle it or fa...
I woke up and found myself alone. I looked at the watch. It was around 1. I freshened up before going into the kitchen. I found the art room door open. I quickly made coffee for both of us. Meanwhile, my phone buzzed.
Ashley - I'll be there around 2:30. I hope you are free.
Me - Sure. I'll see you then.
I quickly picked up the coffee cups and walked towards the room. His back was facing me, painting the canvas. I held the coffee cup in front of him from behind.
"Coffee?" he smiled turning sideways, and kissed my cheek.
"Just when I needed it the most," he walked towards the couch and sat.
"How is your art gallery work going?" I asked looking at his incomplete painting.
"Still going on. I have one more painting to go after this one. I guess I'll just stay home all day." he sipped his coffee.
"Do you want me to stay back?" I asked, walking towards him.
"No. No. Don't change your plans. I'll be busy. You go have fun." he stated
"You sure." he pulled me on his lap.
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"Ya. You need to get out of the house Rose. You need to make friends."
"I have you. I don't need anyone."
"Rose. You need to socialize. Don't you feel like going out? Hanging out with friends."
"No. I am fine like this."
"Don't you get bored at home?"
"No. I have work and I have you."
"Why don't you join an interior company? Do a full-time job." he grabbed a strand of my hair, putting it behind my ear.
"In freelancing, I get projects and the pay is also good."
"It's not about the pay Rose. It's about..." he sighed before continuing, "I don't want you to feel caged at home. Go out explore, make friends, and chill with them. I just want you to have fun and live your life. I don't want you to feel the same way you felt back home." he spoke, caressing my cheek, making me lean into his warmth.
"I can never feel that way Manik. You're my home. I am happy. I don't want anyone else."
"Fine. Let me know in case you change your mind." he pushed his head back on the couch in exhaustion. He has been working hard on this art gallery. I placed the coffee cup on the side table. I leaned in to hug him, to comfort him. He rested his hand on my back. I inhaled his scent, intoxicated by it.
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