Riddhima looked on as Sid fidgeted with the lock with one hand while holding his mobile in the other refusing to take her help. She could not help herself, her thoughts automatically drifted towards the beautiful moments they had once shared.
How stubborn he was, she wondered remembering the innumerable times when he tried to free himself away from her bangle or her duppata. But he never could manage. He was always remained tied to her from the very day they got married and even today they were somewhere tied to each other. How much ever they denied there was something that pulled them towards each other.
Sid: Finally... Heaved a sign of relief throwing open the door to Riddhima's house
Riddhima snapped out of her thoughts and entered the living room of her apartment
It was her house yet she did not feel it more than it felt today. Was it because Sid had come home for the first time? Maybe? She looked around as the mobile backlight seemed to scan its surrounding. What she should do now? 'Think Riddhima ... think!!!' she urged herself
Sid on the hand stood nervously in her apartment wondering what to do next. One look at his