He pecked my forehead and attached our forehead we were breathing heavily due to the ferocious kiss we have shared and damn god he is good, na! na! -fantastic kisser.
"How many times have you kissed before?"
"Never. Ahana never you are my first and...
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Ahana -18
As Ishaan and I made our way toward the river, the twilight of midnight surrounded us, the moonlight barely peeking through the thick canopy of trees. The darkness seemed deeper here, almost suffocating, a reflection of the shadows I had felt inside myself. The inky blackness of the forest mirrored the emotions that had consumed me earlier, during my struggle in the water. The fear and helplessness I had felt then paled in comparison to the darkness I had carried within me for so long.
As I had plunged deeper into the ocean, my lungs filling with saltwater, memories flooded my mind. For a brief, fleeting moment, I had allowed myself to let go. The water had welcomed me, pulling me into its depths, where the pain and fear of my past seemed to fade away. In that moment, it felt as though everything had slowed, and the suffocating memories from my school days crept in, uninvited but inevitable.
The things I had done-just to fit in, to find acceptance-replayed in my mind like a never-ending reel. The choices I had made, the compromises I had endured, they all felt so distant now. Even if this wasn't my end, I knew one thing for certain: I never wanted to revisit those days. The desperation to belong, the things I had allowed myself to do to be accepted-those memories felt like a weight I could never shake off.
It was shocking, but now that I was free from those days, I felt a sense of relief. School was coming to an end, and with it, I would leave behind the persona I had created to survive. Perhaps I'd start anew-become the person I was always meant to be, or maybe return to the version of myself I had long forgotten.
No more stepping out of my comfort zone just to please others. No more pretending. I could finally be free.
My thoughts came to a sudden halt when I felt a warmth in my left palm. It was as though I had been transported back to the comfort of my room, where I could truly be myself.
"Careful, Ahana, it's too dark," Ishaan's voice brought me back to the present, his grip tightening on my hand.
In that moment, I couldn't help but wonder-could we pause time right here? It was a strange but undeniable truth: sometimes a stranger, someone you've only just met, can make you feel more at home than the people who should be your family.
