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_______________________________________________Amrit woke up slowly, yawning as she stretched lazily on the bed. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, and she blinked sleepily, trying to recall how she had ended up in the bed. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she muttered to herself, "Yahan kaise aa gayi?"
The memory of falling asleep on the couch in the balcony flooded back, and realisation struck her like a warm wave. "He carried me," she mumbled softly, her hand instinctively moving to her cheek, her face heating up as the thought settled in. The image of Akshat carefully lifting her and carrying her inside played in her mind, and she blushed furiously, rolling onto her side with a grin she couldn't contain.
"He carried me!" she whispered excitedly to herself, the blush deepening. Then, the memory of her impulsive kiss on his cheek flashed before her eyes, and she groaned softly, rolling over again in embarrassment, hugging the pillow tight.
Just then, the sound of footsteps made her freeze. Akshat walked in, holding a cup of tea, his brow furrowed as he saw her rolling around on the bed. "What's wrong? Why are you rolling on the bed? Pet mein dard hai kya?" he asked with genuine concern, placing the cup of tea on the bedside table and moving closer to her.
Amrit's eyes widened in panic, and she quickly sat up, her movements hurried. "Nahi! Kuch nahi hua," she said with a nervous smile, her heart racing as she tried to calm herself. Her cheeks were still warm with the afterglow of her blushing, but she tried to play it cool.
Akshat gave her a suspicious frown, tilting his head slightly, but eventually nodded, not pressing her further. "Tumhari chai," he said, gesturing toward the cup. "Breakfast bhi bana diya hai maine, kha lena." His voice was calm but distant, and Amrit watched as he turned to walk toward the back of the room.
A frown formed on her face as she watched him walk away. Something felt off. Every morning, he would gently caress her hair, reminding her to take care before he left for work. Today, he seemed unusually distant, and the absence of that small gesture gnawed at her.
Pouting slightly, she picked up the cup of tea, staring at the steam rising from it.
Just as she was about to take a sip, she heard his footsteps again. She quickly looked up, her heart skipping a beat as she saw Akshat walking back toward the bed. He grabbed his phone from the edge of the bed, and then, unexpectedly, his eyes met hers.
Without a word, he reached out and gently caressed her hair, his fingers lingering for a moment. "Take care," he said softly, the warmth returning to his voice.
Amrit smiled, a wave of relief washing over her. With a final glance at her, he turned and left the room, leaving Amrit sitting there with her tea, her heart fluttering.
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