Tim was waiting at the airport when he texted Meesha not to wait for him. It might get dark, so better go to bed.
Meesha realizes she has been here for a while but has not had a chance to see the entire house. She walks around the house as if she were looking for a home to buy.
She makes her way downstairs, looking around. "Who decided to paint the house's walls gray and white," she wonders.
It's a good choice but seems ordinary. "How typical," Meesha remarks, "for a superstar to live in such a dull place."
"Well, my home is even more boring, so I guess I am in no position to point it out," Meesha chuckles.
Meesha is staring at the ceiling while perched on the couch in a living room. Her attention is drawn to the text notification on her phone. It's from Tim. However, she does not know the password to her own phone.
She tries her old password from 2024; it does not work. "What could be the password?" Before she could try another password, she notices it has a face lock.
"It worked," Meesha exclaims, raising a triumphant fist.
She tries to open the app, "Whaaaat, it has app lock; why did I need so many locks? What am I? Dramatically, Meesha says, "An undercover agent or something."
Fortunately, she did not have to stress over it too much. Her face worked.
"Do not wait. It will get dark," reads Meesha. She is in a pickle again. Meesha has no idea how to respond to Tim's text message. Is she supposed to say "okay" or to ask him, "Why?"
Meesha scratches her head, deep in thought. She leaned back on the couch, unable to think of what to say.
"She left my message on seen," Tim mutters, barely letting any sound escape from his mask. Meesha answered, "SAFE JOURNEY," with a smiley face before his mind strayed.
Tim's heart skipped a beat. It is something that Meesha would never say. "It was not Meesha who answered," Tim pondered. He considers whether he should make a call.
He remembers whether she is still upset. His mother told him about her strange behavior in the morning. Justin notices his confusion and asks, "Are you worried about Meesha?"
Tim refuses.
"If you do not want to share, that is your decision. Justin insists, "She will understand," but I would advise you to give her some time.
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It is past eleven when Tim gets home. He enters in silence. His mom was still awake.
"It is quite late. "Go take a shower, and I will heat up the food," Mom says in a low voice.
Telling his mother that he has already eaten dinner, Tim gives her a hug.
Tim says, "Good night," and heads upstairs.
In order not to wake Meesha, he softly opens the door. It is completely dark in the room. He takes very careful steps to avoid tripping over anything.
Tim turns on a low lamp. Meesha is asleep.
He realized it had been a long time since he had seen Meesha sleep so peacefully. He squats down and stares at her face.
When Meesha opened her eyes abruptly, Tim was still in awe of his beautiful wife. Meesha screams, clutching the blanket tightly.
Tim places his finger on her lips and whispers, "Relax, it is me, Tim."
Meesha sits up and asks, "Why were you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing. I'm going to take a shower," Tim says.
While Meesha was still taken aback by Tim's sudden appearance, she thought of her responsibilities.
"Hold on, let me get you a glass of water," Meesha says as she gets out of bed.
"No need," Tim says.
"Then....dinner."
"Go back to sleep. "I had my dinner on the way," Tim responds, taking his clothes from the closet.
Meesha remembers she needs to talk to him about her time travel. If he were to believe her, she is not sure.
"I need to talk to you," says Meesha softly, holding onto his shirt. Tim asks her to go on.
"Ahmm.....I think I traveled through time," murmurs Meesha.
"You, What?" Tim asks inquisitively. He recalls that she has blurted similar things before. She frequently experiments with playing out the characters in her novels.
When she was writing about a female stalker, she stalked Tim all day. She even got herself arrested. Tim pushes her towards the bed and asks her to speak later.
He rushes into the bathroom and locks the door. Meesha stands outside, yelling at him to come out; she has a lot to tell him. He opens the door, shirtless, and tells Meesha to stop talking or he will pull her in.
Before covering her eyes, Meesha gives him a quick glance. She rushes to her bed. "Oh my eyes, cries Meesha, covering her eyes; how could he do this to me?"
She remembers that she is currently his wife, and he is still unaware of the situation. She considers fleeing, but she is unsure where she will go.
"I'll flee tomorrow. Let's just get through the day," Meesha says before falling asleep again.