|Innaya|
I stood dumbstruck as I watched Eshan opening the door wide for me to get inside. How did he come to know that I was outside? I didn't even knock. I didn't ring the doorbell either. Then, how? Did he have some sort of inner powers? I felt ridiculous even to have thought something like that. Inner powers? Seriously? I must be going insane with the number of absurd thoughts I was having lately.
"Get inside, Innaya. It's cold out there," Eshan spoke, curling his finger around the bag in my hand as he tugged at it. I noticed that he didn't touch me. His hesitant gesture caused a painful lump to form in my throat and broke the stunned desensitized form of mine. I loosened my grip on the bag. Eshan took it from me, turned, and walked inside, leaving me to make my own decision. I slowly followed the retreating back of my husband and shut the door behind me to block the cold wind.