Chapter 21
Rajveer
Back in the compound you try to concentrate on your work but you can't stop thinking of her. Leaving her was one of the hardest things you have ever had to do, and as you had kissed her one final time, sending her out the door when you would've preferred to keep clinging to her… you had to convince yourself that you'd see her again soon or you never would've coped.
You're not sure if you should be feeling happy about what you've done or guilty, you've just damned her to the type of limbo you wish to escape from and you feel like the biggest bastard in the world for doing so. And yet…
You try to stop thinking about her, to stop thinking about…
The way her skin had felt under your lips…
Oh god…
The sharp pain as her nails had dug into your shoulders…
Oh god…
And the way she had kissed you, her lips both soft and demanding at the same time…
Oh…
"Stop looking so guilty," Irfan says, breaking you out of your trance. "And admit that you're the happiest you've been in years."
And he's right, because for the first time in four years… you actually feel as if you're alive.
Alive.
It's a beautiful word.