The 'click' of the main door's latch-lock woke her up. With a sweep of her hand on the bed, she confirmed that Aadi had stepped outside the house. In her phone, she checked the time; it was 1:30 AM. He had quit smoking a year ago... but fights, like the one they had last evening, often provided him excuse to have flings with his old addiction.
Putting the mobile phone away, she closed her eyes, but sleep seemed to have distanced itself from her. She too was disturbed. Not merely because of the recent fight they had but owing to the high frequency of such fights they had been having since the past few months. Has this relationship run its course? Is it time for her to move on? Has she already given too many second chances to Aadi? This chain of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of main door opening.
Footsteps and smell of cigarette-smoke mixed with mint filled the bedroom air. Aadi slid inside the blanket and wrapped his arm around her. This concoction of fragrance, which she once used to find sexy on Aadi combined with the warmth of his embrace, felt so right. She hadn't experienced this feeling since a long time. Perhaps she had been a little too hasty in writing off this five-years old relationship. With a smile, she snuggled into his arms and set off to sleep, only to be interrupted by the message notification of her phone.
"I came down for a stroll & lost my door key. Am looking for it in the apartment compound... might take a while," read the message from Aadi.
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Putting the mobile phone away, she closed her eyes, but sleep seemed to have distanced itself from her. She too was disturbed. Not merely because of the recent fight they had but owing to the high frequency of such fights they had been having since the past few months. Has this relationship run its course? Is it time for her to move on? Has she already given too many second chances to Aadi? This chain of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of main door opening.
Footsteps and smell of cigarette-smoke mixed with mint filled the bedroom air. Aadi slid inside the blanket and wrapped his arm around her. This concoction of fragrance, which she once used to find sexy on Aadi combined with the warmth of his embrace, felt so right. She hadn't experienced this feeling since a long time. Perhaps she had been a little too hasty in writing off this five-years old relationship. With a smile, she snuggled into his arms and set off to sleep, only to be interrupted by the message notification of her phone.
"I came down for a stroll & lost my door key. Am looking for it in the apartment compound... might take a while," read the message from Aadi.
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