Chapter 78 - Assurance Of His Words (1/2)

|Innaya|

Finally.

With a tremendous amount of effort, I finally managed to change into a T-shirt and shorts Eshan left on the bed. They were very loose for me. The sleeves of the T-shirt slipped from my right shoulder, and I had to keep it pulled up, and those shorts though thankfully reached past my thighs till my knees, yet the elastic was little loose. I secured it with the pin I had with me.

After making sure that I was presentable and cleaned as much as I could do with bandaged palms, and only a wet towel, I debated on how should I call Eshan. It was quite an awkward situation for me.

Until now, everything happened so suddenly that I had no chance of registering anything. Eshan had that effect on me. Everything related to him would occupy my whole mind, leaving me unable to process other things— just as it did before. I had forgotten my pain and obeyed him.

I was truly hopeless.

The knocking on the door broke the dilemma I was in. ”Are you done?” Eshan asked.

”Yes,” I answered him.

The door opened, but no one came inside. I frowned being conscious of keeping the T-shirt on my shoulders. I craned my head to take a better look outside and see where Eshan was. However, all I saw was an empty corridor.

Where was he?

Soon I spotted Eshan's figure, I sat properly when he neared the door. He entered with a tray in his hand. Eshan stood when his eyes found mine. His brown eyes flickered all over me as he took in my figure clad in his clothes. I nervously tugged at the T-shirt pulling it more on my shoulders. I hoped I was not looking ugly.

Eshan averted his eyes and walked more into the room.

The forgotten dinner was arranged in two plates. He placed the tray on the bed and left again. This time, when he returned he brought the medicine box along with him and sat at the edge of the bed.

”Here. Eat your dinner. I'll take a look at your knees,” Eshan forwarded the plate towards me. My heart melted, and pained when I saw how he had only brought pulao mixed with kadhi pakoda. He remembered how I ate kadhi, moreover how

I didn't like cabbage paratha and capsicum. I didn't know anything about him, and he knew everything regarding me. What a contrast!

I sucked a deep breath when Eshan's hand, held my bare leg to access the condition of my knees. Eshan's eyes snapped to mine while he retracted his hand. ”Is it hurting a lot? Do you need painkillers?”

”No, it's okay.” I shook my head in denial. 'How do I tell you that I was startled by your touch?'

Eshan watched me for a while before he picked the plate and handed it to me. ”Start eating.”