Messed Up Then Cleaned

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Chapter - 19

Messed up them cleaned

Messed up them cleaned

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❤️ Aditya ❤️

Comfort was all I wanted, and then being in her home and even sleeping beside her, no matter if there was a pillow taking enough space, I was in peace.

When she offered to cook something for me, I couldn't say anything to her, just shock and then sudden happiness rose in me after all that happened, and next she placed the bowl of rice in front of me which tasted so good, or I tasted maybe love in that.

I talked to her, ate what she cooked and I forgot everything which was keeping away my ease.

Her stopping me and then allowing me to sleep gave me great peace and with each moment it became impossible to go away from her.

I faced her back, laying in content in her bed, thinking what if that little distance was removed and she too willingly embraced my touch. All these things made to speak up the truth to her.

"Alia. " I called her and noticed her flinch but not turn to face me, still made me to continue, " You are very nice. Not beasty! "

For a moment, I felt she was asleep when I was in thinking process though her flinch showed she was awake, but after a couple of seconds she moved and slowly turned towards me, and in this process her flawless and long legs covered with sheets showed up to shift my gaze at them. Though the lights were off, moonlight through the open window poured over us to give us the sight.

She sighed and then pulled over the sheet to cover them, which again turned my attention to her beautiful brown eyes poking in exasperation.

" I didn't mean to... "

She cut me off, rolling her eyes and saying, " Fine. " I gave her a smile for thanks and she returned the same.

The way she was different to me, was all because I was different to her than usual, and I knew it.

Sometimes situation changes you forever or at least causes mood swings, and I had the mood swings to act that way which I perfectly found her liking this way.

We watched each other for long, not saying anything still talking. I let her know enough about me and my family things by coming at hers as I found her studying me deeply.

"You were saying something, " she said instantly with the blank look and I was so dumb to speak anything to give anything more about me.

It was better to keep her away from learning the things she was asking and I was giving away. I shifted a bit and said, " it was nothing much. "

She closed her eyes in irritation, maybe and didn't open them again, and all I did was waiting if she did open to say something for I couldn't dare to speak up.

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