Trust is a delicate thing...one that holds the power to shape your entire world
Trusting the right person can be like finding your anchor a warmth that fills your heart and lifts your soul
But trusting the wrong person?
That can break you in ways yo...
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After dinner Everyone went in their room to sleep and you climbed up on the bed
Scooting over to Kabir slowly and he looked up at you his eyes soften as he saw your puffed face
You really cried alot of Because of him and now he's sorry for it
Yn- can I have the laptop
You mumbled and he passed you the laptop which you placed on your lap closing the video he was watching and opening your document
Kabir- kya likh rhi ho?
He questioned sitting straight and you looked at him
Yn- wo club jisme aapne join karwaya tha na 3 din baad wahaan function hone waala hai saare club members ko ek song likhna hai apni past life pe wahi likh rhi hoon
You said and started typing and he was amazed at your speed
Kabir- tumhaare pass tune aur instrumental hai?
Yn- haan wo Maine theme bataai to unhone send Kar di bas mujhe lyrics likhne hai
Kabir noded and got up curious what you're typing but he know he will know it soon on the function day
He dragged himself to the fridge taking out the ice cream he bought for you and then mixing chilli sauce in it before sitting infront of you again
He took the spoon offering you a bite and you took it in and the taste freshened your mind
Ice cream was perfect for your mood but the man feeding you was perfect for your whole life
You placed the laptop aside not minding you have only 3 days to write and practice this looking straight into his eyes
Yn- I'm sorry
Kabir- I'm sorry too I made you cry
Yn- and I hurted you so much sorry for everything I will try my best to be a better person for you
Kabir- for me?
He asked and you noded
Kabir- why?
Yn- Because you deserve much more than a dumb stupid girl
Kabir- and what if I say I like the dumb stupid girl more than her being a mature one
He said placed his hand on your lips softly caressing it
Yn- I am sorry
You mumbled your voice coming out hoarsed you just wanted him to forgive you and be how you both were Again
Yn- Kya hum phir se vaise nhi ho sakte jaise pehle the?
