HIS DARK DEMONS (✔️)

Chapter 24

Nidhi's POV

He surprised me in the morning, and as much as I want to say I'm afraid, I kinda liked it.

Now, we're at our regular coffee shop, a couple of streets away from my apartment. Me having my daily espresso and him with his regular coffee, light and sweet.

"I don't know why do people not like their coffee strong enough." I speak.

"Maybe some people are not strong enough to hide their feelings behind a cup of espresso." I look at him, my eyes becoming glossier.

"So what are we doing today?" I ask, changing the topic.

"You don't get to do that. Changing the conversation." He mutters. "You know you can trust me, right?"

"I don't know that anymore!" I shrug.

"C'mon Nidhi, I wanted to keep no secrets with you. What if you got to know this later on? How hurt would you be?" He questions.

I simply nod.

"Okay, how about, you tell me something about yourself and I'll tell you something about me?" He suggests.

"Sounds like a plan." I nod.

"Okay, so, I was adopted." He says.

"You were what?" I'm shocked.

"Adopted. But my parents raised me as their own. I do not have any siblings." He said, as if it's too simple to say.

"Oh."

"Now your turn, something about you." He said to me.

"I don't.. mm... know if I coul..." I stutter.

"Nidhi, love, you don't have to spill the beans this soon. Start with something small. It's okay." He comforts me.

"Uh... I have a little tattoo on my lower back, it says hopeless." I say, and look down.

"Oh." His lips form a 'o'. "And why would it be that?" He further questions.

"Because my dad thinks so."

"Oh oh. Now it gets better." He eyes me. "Nidhi has a bitter past." He states.

I just sit there and nod.

"We don't have to talk about it now, love. Okay?" He sees the tension in my eyes.

I hum.

Our orders arrive. We do not talk much over the table while eating. But we leave as soon as we're done.

He tried to make me as comfortable as he can, accepting the fact that he once was a serial killer and anything can happen with me anytime.

"Should I be afraid of you?" I ask, while we are in the car.

"No, you should not." He confirms me.

"Was that something you told to your dead wives?" I raise a eyebrow at him.

"To be honest, yes I did." He says. My lips form a 'o' now. He silently laugh at it.

I hit his arm.

"Okay, love, you only have to be afraid if you want to. You don't have to either ways." I collect what he said.

•••••

We went to a museum, then sat on the cold sand on a near by beach, then we had lunch, we sat in the car continuing the truth game, then he took me for a movie where he fell asleep on my shoulder. And I was totally unaware of what to do, so I just stroked his head. I woke him up when the movie was about to end. Then I thought I'd go home, but no, he had more plans. He took me out for dinner at a very fancy restaurant. And also, he denied me to pay the half, or for at least what I ate.

Now I'm sitting in my bedroom, recollecting all the memories from today. Fighting if it's worth giving Darshan a chance or not, I mean, he haven't done any wrong to me yet. But can it be pre planned? I don't know what to do, damnit.

And with that said, I drift to sleep.

A/N

Had a short break. Needed to put my life back on track which still isn't, ha! But anyways. Here's a quick update. Thanks for keeping this book on No. 1 position. It means a lot.

If you have any questions about this book, about me, or in general, please hit the comments section.

Love y'all.

Priyanka x
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