Neera sighed and looked away from him. There was no need to think of these sad things, the more she thought about them, the sadder she became. Neera wanted to turn and leave the bed quietly, but just as she turned, she felt a hand move over her waists and pull her. In the next second, she was face to face with Zavian, his breath fanning her face.
Neera's heart almost jumped out of her chest as she looked up at his face to see that he was still sleeping.
Did he pull her out of reflex? She asked herself as she stared at him.
His eyelids were relaxed and his breath was still even and she knew he was sleeping.
What would she do now? How would she leave?
Neera asked herself but then she realized something else. She was not putting on her clothes from yesterday!
Neera looked down at herself and could not recognise the strange clothes, and she got more confused.
Did Zavian change her clothes himself? What happened to her?
Did he...
