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||Your touch is my peace||

                                

                                    
                                
                                  
                                      
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
                                
                              
                              
As soon as Ishaan left, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. 
The room still carried his presence—the scent of his cologne lingering in the air, the warmth of his touch still ghosting on my skin. 
I shook my head, willing myself to focus on something other than the fact that he'd be back. 
Because of course, he would.
I walked straight to my room and grabbed fresh clothes before heading to the bathroom. 
A hot shower was exactly what I needed to shake off the drowsiness of the morning. 
Standing under the stream of water, I let my mind wander. 
He's getting too comfortable teasing me like this. 
My lips twitched. 
And worse? 
I let him.
Once I was done, I dried my hair, slipped into a comfortable outfit, and stepped out. 
The apartment was a mess—pillows slightly out of place, coffee cups on the table, and a few things scattered around from the night before. 
Cleaning was therapeutic, so I got to work, dusting the shelves, arranging the cushions, and wiping the kitchen counter.
Just as I finished, my phone buzzed with an incoming video call. 
Maa❤️
A smile tugged at my lips as I settled onto the couch, answering the call.
"Arey, Lavika!" Maa's excited voice filled the screen, and beside her, Baba was adjusting his glasses. "Tu kaisi hai, beta?"
"I'm good, Maa. Aap dono kaise ho?"