After my friends and brothers finally left, I retreated to my room, closing the door behind me as their laughter still echoed faintly in my ears. They hadn’t stopped teasing us about that picture not even for a second. And somehow… I still couldn’t figure out when Aanshi had taken it. A small smile touched my lips. Maybe it wasn’t entirely her fault. I had been lost in the moment. There’s something about his eyes. Every time I look into them, it feels as if I’m being pulled in quietly, irresistibly like a tide I have no intention of resisting. As if they hold the gravity of their own, and I… willingly surrender to it.
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