Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?"
Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?"
Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his e...
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As I lay there, my fingers ran down her back, tracing every inch of her soft skin beneath her shirt. The warmth of her body against mine brought a sense of peace I hadn't felt in days. I felt her nuzzling against my neck, her breath grazing my skin, and her scent enveloping me completely. Then, unexpectedly, I felt her lips press against my neck-soft and hesitant, like she wasn't sure of herself.
I opened my eyes slowly, letting the moment sink in. "What are you doing, Cara?" My voice was low, laced with curiosity, as I turned my head slightly to look at her. Her face flushed red as she snapped out of her trance, her eyes wide as if realizing what she had just done.
She looked at me, eyes searching mine, confused yet mesmerized. Her lips parted, but no words came out, just the sound of her breath, heavy with emotion. Then, in an instant, her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the sobs that were threatening to break through. Without warning, she buried her face into my chest, the tears finally escaping.
"Shhh, Cara, I'm here now, don't cry," I whispered softly, running my fingers through her hair, trying to calm her. She nodded against me, her small hands clutching tightly onto my shirt, as though she feared I would vanish if she let go.
But then, she pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with mine, sharp and fiery. "If you ever leave me again, I swear, I'll kill you!" Her voice was laced with a blend of anger and desperation.
A smirk tugged at my lips, and before she could say more, I flipped her over, hovering above her. Her eyes widened in surprise, but there was no fear-only trust. "Kill me, huh?" I teased, leaning closer, my fingers intertwining with hers. Her small hands felt fragile in mine, and I kissed each of her eyelids gently before pulling back just enough to look at her.
She stared up at me, those deep, expressive eyes reflecting every bit of emotion she was trying to hide. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked, her voice quieter now, almost uncertain.
"How are you feeling now?" I asked, my thumb lightly brushing across her cheek, her skin soft under my touch.
"Just... a bit of a headache," she muttered, and I instantly shifted to her side, pulling her close once again.
My arms instinctively wrapped around her waist, pulling her into me until her body pressed fully against mine. Her fingers snaked around my back, gripping me tightly as she rested her head on my chest, her breath warm against my skin. Our faces were so close that our noses touched, her breath mixing with mine as we lay there, staring into each other's eyes.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, matching the rhythm of my own breath. "What do you want to eat?" I murmured, my hand moving from her waist to trace the curve of her cheek.
Her eyes flickered down to my lips, her gaze lingering there longer than she intended. "Paratha... and aloo gobhi," she whispered absentmindedly, but I knew her thoughts were far from food.
