|Innaya|
I fidgeted with the sleeves of my dress once we were alone. Aware of Eshan's curious eyes, I turned to help Amma in the kitchen. Though avoiding her and Arjun seemed best at that moment, but handling Eshan's questions, and proximity, was a tougher task.
"Sweetheart, can you please come here for a moment," Eshan called out to me before I could walk away.
Slowly, I turned in my place and l found all the mess cleared from the ground and Eshan sitting on the sofa. Was I lost for that long?
Eshan patted space beside him on the sofa. I sat keeping some space in-between us. 'What is wrong with me? Why do I become so comfortable with him and so dependent on him? Was it I last night, who desperately wanted no one but her husband to comfort herself?' I frowned at my own thoughts.
"Are you alright?" I looked up wondering what was he talking about.
