Chapter 84 - Just Two Of Us (1) (1/2)

| Innaya |

Eshan acknowledged my presence as soon as I entered our bedroom. He sat up on the bed and straightened himself. I sat beside him.

My smile grew wider as I held forward the bowl of Kheer in front of him.

”Can I?” I touched the spoon, seeking his permission to feed him, and he almost instantly agreed. I could see his twinkling eyes and realizing that he was happy, was enough to make my soul smile.

I blew some air to cool it down a bit as I filled a spoon and pushed it in his mouth and anticipated to hear it from him. I sincerely hoped that he would like it.

His lips curled in a smile. ”I love it.”

'God. He liked it. No - he loved it.' I could not tell him what and how much it meant to me. I just smiled a little more if that was even possible and continued feeding him.

He silently ate. I sought my happiness by watching him eating peacefully.

He had missed eating the food so much, his thin figure was the result of it.

I was so glad to have him sitting next to me, and eating something just the way he would do earlier - happily.

Eshan held my hand midway, taking the spoon from me. He dipped it in Kheer, and pulled out a spoonful of Kheer and put in my mouth when I had opened it to ask him what he was doing.

My heart melted with that. Eshan. Eshan. Why did this man have to be this unimaginably sweet? Even at this time, he thought about me. How could I not fall for him?

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”Eshan,” I called for him when he returned in the room after attending Arjun's call, and patted in the space beside me on the bed, ”come here.”

He was beside me right at the next moment.

”Give me your phone.”

He handed over it to me without a tiny attempt of asking why. I put it in the silent mode and asked him to lie down.

”You need to rest. Sleep for a while,” I said but found his face acquiring a small frown, and he shook his head like a kid who had been asked to stop playing with his favorite toy.

”Listen to me, Eshan.” I pressed my hand on his shoulder, assuring him with my gentle gaze.

I could see his unwillingness, but he lay down nonetheless. I pulled a duvet over him and rose on my feet to shut the curtains before I came back to him in the bed.

”Close your eyes,” I whispered and touched his forehead.

He sighed, shutting his eyes and I sat there, caressing his forehead and hair until he slipped in a slumber. His face had relaxed, and by the time he fell asleep, calmness took over him completely.

It was so relaxing for me to watch his peacefully sleeping form.

”I love you, Eshan. I love you.” It was audible only to myself as I was pretty conscious about not disturbing his sleep. I could not hold myself back from leaning forward and lingering my lips on his forehead.

The only thing that I wished for at that moment was our break to never end.

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