Kshitij got Kritika [Completed✓]

CHAPTER ~ 26

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POV :~ KSHITIJ

I can't believe I let her hold my hand. No girl. Okay. Except one. No girl has ever held my hand, that too, while sleeping-no one.

I also can't believe how fluently the conversation between us flowed last night. I thought she had slept, but she was awake. She talked, I listened. I talked, she listened. It just went on, so smoothly.

I already knew Kritika was a good girl, but the talk of previous night confirmed that she is not only good but also a kind hearted, and full of respect and self esteem, truly.

I always thought whoever will come in my life as my wife will be attracted towards me wealth and all, but she - she is a complete pure heart.

She is sleeping now, although she asked me last night whether she can go for jogging along with me or not. I thought she would wake up even before me. But glad, I woke up early and got the chance to see this beautiful view infront of me.

But few thoughts aren't letting me see her properly.

Will I be able to keep her at peace, all through my life?

Will she be happy with me?

What if I feel overburdened at some point of my life?

What if I do something that breaks our relationship?

What if something happens in future and we lose whatever we are building?

I shook my head, pushing away my gamophobic thoughts. I just cannot let them win over me.

Not with this pure soul by my side.

Her eyes fluttered open, very slowly and she lifted her hand a little up, only to rub her eyes.

"Good morning," I cleared my throat.

"Kshitij?" Oh God. No way, that her voice sounds - so ... seducing to me. Me. To me? I've never found any other voice more seducing.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts of fucking seduction and all, "Yeah."

"You are here? You didn't leave?" She asked, seeming to be pretty much surprised.

I nodded my head, "You wanted to go for jogging, remember? Along with - me?"

"Oh God," she sat up abruptly, "I completely forgot," her eyes moved towards the ceiling watch, "It's eight!!!"

I chuckled.

"We'll go for jogging at eight!?? Really?"

I shook my head, stepping down from the bed and stretching my arms, "Ofcourse no. We'll focus on that from tomorrow."

"Shit, Kshitij, I broke your routine, right? I'm -"

"Don't be," I shook my head, looking at her, "you were tired last night, still you waited for me, late night. It's okay to take long sleep."