Walking gingerly back into the room, she wasn't surprised to see Maan sitting on the bed. He had the same expression as he did before she had left; pain, anger and helplessness.
But there was also concern on his face, her heart told her while her mind could only see the unbending anger.
Sometimes words were not required in a moment and sometimes there could be no words. Both could've started screaming at each other but at that particular moment they just stared into the other's eyes.
How am I this heartless? Geet questioned herself, When did I become so dark that I abhor happiness?
It was the last thought before Maan stood up and in a fluid movement had her in her arms. Before she could pull away or even blink his lips were over hers, kissing her with all the love and angst he had within him.
And why doesn't the heat of you that melts me with its touch take away the coldness of anger?
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