
Soft sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, falling gently across the room, air carrying the fragrance of roses and mogra.
Naina stirred slightly as her lashes fluttered open. For a moment she didn't realise where she was then.... felt the warmth, comfort and security. Her head rested on his chest… his arm wrapped protectively around her… his heartbeat slow and steady beneath her ear.





















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