She massaged the bottom of her right foot trying to ease the soreness of her feet. God! Those heals were deathly contraptions. They must have been invented by a male she decided, because a woman herself would never knowingly invent such a torturous device for her kind.
Manyata looked at her reflection once again, astounded by the girl staring back at her. She never knew she was so beautiful or she could look so beautiful with the right make up. But Uday had showed her something about herself even she was unaware of. Uday' a sigh escaped her lips when she thought of him.
Strangely, his thoughts brought a wave of butterflies in her stomach. She tried to quench the feeling to no avail. What was happening to her? She had experienced the same feelings while she was dancing with him. The thought of her dance with him caused the butterflies to enter into a rigorous dance, causing her to breathe faster. He had looked so handsome today, even she couldn't deny that no matter how much she wanted to. The way he had guided her, so surely, she had felt she could do anything in his arms. She had felt safe, safer than she had felt since her life had turned haywire. When he had touched her, an electric jolt had gone through her body leaving her breathless. And his eyes, oh god those eyes, the way he looked at her so passionately, with such a fire made her feel like he was looking inside her. Why was she feeling this way? And what were these feelings? She had never felt this way with anyone before, not even with Aakash'.
Aakash! At his thought she sat up with a start, staring at herself in the mirror with utter horror. How could she have been thinking about Uday when Aakash was missing. Manyata felt extremely guilty, getting up to pace her room, trying to sort out her chaotic feelings. But Uday was not as bad as she had previously thought, he had helped her and supported her so much when no one had. Maybe that was why she was having these thoughts and feelings about him. Yes, she decided, she was feeling grateful and that was it. There was no reason to worry or to feel guilty. Yeah. But then why was her heart still beating in an uncontrollable rhythm?