Her Arrogant Beast (US#3)

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•||Ch15: A Sudden Peace||•

||Mirha POV||

I felt myself lying on a soft surface, covered by a soft blanket. I snuggled more into the blanket then opened my eyes slowly.

I looked around only to find out I was not in my room. I quickly sat up and looked around again. Then looked with my wide eyes at the couch where Arash was sleeping uncomfortably.

I pressed my lips together and tried to remember how I ended up here.

I couldn't sleepwalk. Probably.

Then it hit.

Dinner. 

Last night. 

Storm. 

Those flashbacks.

Arash and his anger. 

Then an almost car accident.

"Am I alive or death?" I mumbled and touched my face gently.

"Yes, you are alive!"

I screamed and jumped when, suddenly, I got an answer in a deep voice. I looked up and saw Arash. He was sitting on the couch and looked at me.

I swallowed and slowly nodded my head. I didn't believe in myself that he was in front of me after all that happened. And that too after what he did.

I didn't notice when he reached to me and the bed dipped. Slowly, I looked up and saw him sitting in front of me.

My eyes widened when he put his hand on my cheek and creased it. I was in state of disbelief.

"Who are you?" I whispered in fear.

What kind of trick he was trying to play now?

My heart was pounding while I was holding my breath. I could hear the sound of my heart. He stared at me dumbfounded.

"Arash Ali. Your husband," He whispered amusingly.

He remembered now.

He finally remembered who he was to me now.

He stood up and pulled me up with him slowly. I stood beside him and stared at him with so much thoughts running in my head.

Your husband. He said your husband. Is that for real or some of his plan? Or is it an illusion?

"Go and get ready. But before going; select my clothes from the closet and place them on the bed. Please," He said, softly.

I dumbfoundedly nodded my head. He placed a kiss on my forehead and went to the washroom. I was left in his room as I looked at the closed door of washroom with wide eyes.

I slowly made my way to his closet and stepped inside it, trying to come with every possible reason of what had happened to him. What kind of new torment he was going to give me. I took his clothes out and also a tie for him then went back to the room. I put his clothes neatly on the bed and walked out of his room.

I went in my room and closed the door, leaned against it and sat on the floor.

"It is like he hit his head accidentally or did I hit my head somewhere last night?" I mumbled to myself.

"He better not be his doppelganger?"

He wasn't angry or behaving arrogantly. It was the first time he talked softly to me. My eyes fell on the bed and a frown formed on my forehead.