"Viv, are you sleeping?"
"No." After hearing a faint response, Ira turned to face Vivan.
"Do you feel I have changed a lot?"
"Eh.." 'Was she talking about getting chubby? Should I say a yes or no?'
Confused, he chose not to reply.
"Didn't I?" Unlike him, she was eager to know his answer.
"What way?" He asked directly.
"My attitude..." Her voice low but heard.
Having the same thoughts as his, they were both assessing their lives.
On hearing this, his face changed. He wanted to raise the issue long back. This was the question he needed an answer.
'Why did you change so much? Did you fall for me? Is it only for the child? Because you were pregnant?'
Except the answer may not be the one he wanted. He waited for her to tell him herself.
"You did. A lot." She turned around the attitude towards him. Her gaze, her smile, her manner all changed.
Ira sat up. Fine hair fell on her forehead, only for her sparkling eyes to be visible.
