Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

MORE THEN STRANGERS ✔

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I know hell late but blame my college. College and studies didn't allowed me to spent my much time on wattpad which made this delay. But here I'm with next installment of FTLS.I hope you all will enjoy reading it. Hit star button if you enjoyed reading this part and a happy and prosperous Holi to you all.
May this festival fill your life with colors of happiness and prosperity.
Happy Reading to all....

A stranger can turn into a friend in a same way as friend can turn into a stranger. It's true every person comes in a life with some reasons.
Many times in life she heard about strangers becoming friends, and then best friends. Before meeting her husband every relation had own boundaries for her but she never thought her own interpretations will became wrong in few seconds. With slow steps she went towards him, her eyes was still moist, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Raman was surprised by her sudden action. Her face was settled in crook of his neck while his hands hold her waist tightly.

"Thank you Raman..for making my amma...amma dream come true. If you was not there with me, so I will never be able to fulfill my amma dreams. Thank you Raman. Thank you." She ignored the hesitations they had in there relationship and hugged him. She knew the only solace she can find in his arms. The tightened hold around his torso was involuntary but her heart just wished same. She continued to mumble her own thoughts without realsing her soft lips were brushing and caressing his chest hidden beneath the linen fabric.

Continued to keeping her in his arms he realised how much close they were. He closed his eyes and kept his chin on her head to calm his nerves. The way her lips were brushing his chest was creating havoc in his senses, her intoxicated scent left him breathless. In all those years he never felt so much nervousness with a touch from female. Her innocent actions left sonething in him, an unsaid feeling ehich he wanted to find? Was it love?? Did he ever expected love in his life after his parents rude behaviour? Raman mind started to battle with his heart while securing his wife in his arms. His heart urged to keep her in his arms securely but what about those promises then he made to himself on the day of his wedding?

Aren't he is deceiving those?

His attention again diverted on her sobs. Her sobs stabbed something in his heart. He caressed her hairs to calm her little.

"Its OK Ishita. It's not a big deal." he spoke softly to her and she came out from hug and looked into his eyes. He wiped her glossy eyes and patted her head. Feeling his rough thumb against her cheeks she gasped inwardly and drowned her self in little moment of them. He touched her earlier too but this time it was something different. The growing respect for him evoke the new emotions within her. She closed her eyes in reflex for few seconds before drowning herself in his touch.

Its not that she never respected him before. She always gave him respect of a husband and after ashok fiaso, she slowly started to admire him. In the last month he always became a perfect example of gentleman but now she knew her heart had something beautiful for him, "Ishita??"

She came back out from her world on hearing Raman's voice. "Huhh!!!! Ya ya.......I'm fine. But thank you so much...."

"I think your sorry sessions are going overbored Ms Ishita"