|Innaya|
Sometimes it's not the outcome we are worried about, but the path leading to that outcome. There are times when we want nothing more than to avoid some conversations more than anything. It is because we know, that it's going to be very uncomfortable. The reason behind it, is not the topic itself but the unwillingness of conveying the emotions in the words.
Same, was the case with me as I tried to find any excuse that could save me from whatever Eshan, had on his mind. His eyes spoke volumes. The seriousness in them had me worrying for the reason behind the sudden change in his behaviour.
His hand left my wrist ever so slowly. I wondered whether that was intentional, as his fingers brushed across my skin softly as if they were almost reluctant to part. His fingers uncurled my fingers that unconsciously had curled around the vermilion box and were holding it tightly as if drawing strength from it.
