"As their eyes met, the hearts fluttered. The butterflies danced, as the souls found their solace in each other's hold. "
A tale of romance that made their hearts to skip beats, as it will make yours too.
Dive in to know how they found their...
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She was sleeping peacefully in my arms while I watched her with utmost love to all my content.
Earlier it was places, paintings, the materialistic things that I was finding my peace into, but now it's a person, and I know, it's going to be so till the time I breathe my last. I tucked those hair strings of her's that was sprawled a bit over her face, behind her ear. My girl.
She looks a bit tired, but the peace on her face, the calmness, the small smile that was etched over her face, I will do anything to protect that, anything. Any damn thing that it takes.
Just then it hit me, she said something about confessions yesterday. Those are the Instagram things, I know, she herself had told that to me. I picked her phone that lied on the side table, opened it, and tapped on her Instagram. Okay, we are this close, that we open and go through each other's phones this casually, okay! But yeah! I do respect her privacy. But I know the fact, that she herself would never show all of this to me. And I want to know, what all caused her pain.
I successfully found the page, "gossipx24", yeah that's the page's name. Even last time, when she herself had shown it to me,it had one or two of our confessions, though they weren't too serious and ment no harm, as per her. So she had asked me to shrug it off.
As I clicked on the stories and went through them one by one, my blood boiled. I was red. I could see red for real. How can someone even write all of these?
And why were they all directly targeting her. Nearly 65 confessions, and almost 60 had us included, and among those 60,each one was only targeting her, calling her stuff.
How did they even dare to call my Butterfly all of this? Where was I? My baby was going through all of this. Alone? I felt like a failure.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
I kissed her forehead as I continued muttering sorries to her. She snuggled more into my chest.
I promise I'll make things right, Butterfly. Even if I am not able to set them right, I'll atleast make them okay. I promise. I let my lips linger over her forehead for moments. I copied the ngl link and sent it to my own account.
She whimpered a bit into her sleep. Okay, I did tire her. I agree.
I watched her for my heart's content, for the next two hours straight. She in my arms, it's a sight to behold. The admiration, the love that I have for her, goes way beyond words. After three long hours she finally moved a bit, as she lazily opened her eyes.
"Get up, ", I called out to her, leaving a chasty kiss on her right cheek. She smiled as she snuggled more. Cuddler for sure. And I love every bit of it.
" Ain't you hungry? ", she looked up as I questioned her this. She after giving it a good one minute thought, nodded her head in a "no"," I don't want to get away from here. ", she said as she held on me.
