34.He isn't faking?

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उम्मीद ये सीने में लेके मैं हूँ जी रहा
कभी तू मिले,
मुझ से कहे कि मैं हूँ बस तेरा
तू ही मेरा-मेरा-मेरा,
तू ही मेरा-मेरा-मेरा


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The past three days were the best days I could have asked for. The turn of events had left me feeling overwhelmed. Of course, my best friend’s wedding festivities contributed to most of it but spending time with Prisha felt like a breath of fresh air amidst all the chaos. The past few days had brought us closer than I had ever thought, on both intimate as well as an emotional level.

I had started giving her subtle hints of how this fake dating thing wasn’t really fake for me anymore. Well, it wasn’t fake from the beginning, at least for me. But I had no intentions of voicing this out just yet and making her uncomfortable. We had only just started to grow closer and the last thing I wanted was to risk the delicate connection that we were carefully nurturing. So I had decided to just go with the flow and enjoy each and every moment I get with her. 

The fun part was that I had never imagined that I could get to share a room with her let alone a bed. It was after so many days that I had gotten a peaceful sleep, her presence beside me on the bed being the reason.

It was supposed to be a one night thing but I was so tired yesterday that I didn’t realize when I had dozed off on her bed. Not complaining though.  And when I woke up this morning, I was greeted by her arms wrapped around my torso, her face nestled against my neck and one of her legs being tangled with mine. She was clinging to me like a baby.

A soft smile played on my lips when I heard her snore. Careful to not disturb her sleep, I quietly took my phone and recorded her soft snores. If I was Mr.Wild Boar, then she was Miss.Wild Boar too! Good that I recorded it, I would definitely be using it against her in the future.

Her sleep was disturbed due to the alarm. I quickly kept the phone aside after I felt her moving. I had then pretended to be fast asleep, not wanting to make her feel awkward or uncomfortable. I had felt her body weight being lifted from mine and heard her curse under her breath. Cute!

As much as I hate to admit this, but if it wasn't for Anisha, me and Prisha wouldn't have been able to get this close. But this didn’t make me forget about how Anisha had injured Prisha.

Of Course I had seen how she had purposely pushed Prisha and acted all innocent. I had refrained myself from addressing the issue then and there because I didn't want to create any scene in front of so many people and besides , my priority was to check on Prisha first , if she was okay or not. I hated the sight of her crying. No one can make her cry, not even me.

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