The next morning, Goa sun slipped through the half-drawn curtains, painting golden lines across Arushi's bare shoulders.
Arush stirred first, blinking lazily, a soft smile on his lips as he saw her sleeping with her mouth slightly parted, the red nighty still clinging to her curves. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Good morning, jaan," he whispered, watching her lashes flutter.
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