“It can…” I drawled. “… and they feel like the most beautiful hands that have ever caressed me because these are the only hands that considered doing something more than just…”
My eyes filled with tears, and my heart felt suffocated suddenly.
She straightened up slightly and looked into my eyes, which were filled with concern. She cupped my cheek gently and shook her head.
“Did something wrong happen to you?” she asked slowly, and I chuckled, swallowing the lump in my throat.
I tried to push the memory away, as guilt and regret made me feel weak and disgusting.
“No, nothing,” I said as she inhaled deeply, pressing her back against my chest once more.
I closed my eyes, drinking in the comfort through her shoulder and neck. The faint red mark I had left was still visible on her neck.
She kissed my cheek and muttered,“You ruined your life to save mine, so I will never judge you for anything. You are my saviour; to me, you are my god who saved me from the demons. You will never be wrong in my eyes. Even if the world stands against you, even if you stand against me, you’ll still never be wrong for me. But it’s good to take your time,” she said slowly, adding after a brief pause,“I took three years to tell my best friend that my marriage was a failure.”
I smiled weakly.“You mean, Bhabhi-sa,”
She nodded.“Yes,”
A broad smile suddenly spread across my face.“Okay, so if she knew about us, would she have called me Jijaji35?” And she chuckled unexpectedly.
“Kunwar-sa,” An attendant’s voice caught our attention.
“Ji,” I looked in her direction.
“Your dinner is inside,” she said, and we both laughed a little. I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t help myself.
“My dinner is in my arms.”
And we burst into laughter.
The attendant appeared confused, bowed slightly, and then walked away.
I looked at her beautiful and contagious smile and couldn’t help but kiss the side of her lips.
“You must be hungry,” she said slowly, and I grabbed her jaw.
“You’re not leaving me,”
She gulped, her smile fading.“Someone will find us,” she said, and I shook my head.
“I don’t care. I need this night with you, only you.”
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His words made my lower belly tighten.
“But I can’t stay here for the night,” I muttered.
He cupped my cheek, making my lips pout, and shook his head.
“I don’t care. You’re staying here with me, and that’s final.”
I was dazed, worrying about what would happen to us. The attendant had already seen us together, yet he was being unyielding. Rumours could’ve spread about us. But he didn’t seem to care.
“But what if someone gets to know?” I asked, and he leaned closer and pecked my lips, making me widen my eyes in wonder.
