Prem & Preeti FF: It Was Always You - Last Chp. 12 pg 8! - Page 6

Prem had arrived at his cabin of his office frustrated by thinking about Preeti's demand. He couldn't get his head around the idea or the fact that how she could even come across such thought.

His thoughts were interrupted by a buzzing tone, as the secretary informed him that he had to attend a meeting with fellow co-workers. He sighed heavily, as he wasn't in the mood to handling business at the moment. Nevertheless he stood up from his leather chair and walked out from the room with a few files in his hands.

The day went by when Vivek approached his brother's cabin. He stood outside the door where he knocked and led himself inside.

He faced Prem's back as his eyes were cast across the view of the city through the large office windows.

"Prem it's already past 6, are you still busy working?" he asked his brother.

He didn't turn around to answer him. "Just a few more files, then I'll be done with the paper work."

He nodded. "Vinod and I were heading home, thought you could drive with us?"

"I'll be home in a few hours."

His brother could easily tell that Prem was deeply affected by the today's conversation. Who wouldn't be, if you loved the person?

He was about to take a step toward him, but he saw Prem turning his attention down on the file in front of him. He sighed and hated the fact that there was nothing he could do at the moment.

"Don't stay here for too long."

Prem nodded as he heard his older brother leave. Prem closed his eyes and placed the file on the desk. He reached out to place a hand on the window as he saw his own reflection come across.

He clenched his jaw by the upsetting feeling deep inside of him.

A few hours spent alone on the empty building, he sat down in his leather chair. He needed to clear his mind.

He needed everything to be back to normal. Most importantly he needed Preeti who he loved with all his heart. He may never have expressed it clearer but she was everything to him.

He ran a hand though his hair thinking about her, the family, Priya and her mother. Last but not least, he began to think about himself. What should he do? What was the right decision to make?

One thing he was damn sure of, that he wouldn't be able to let go of Preeti no matter what life had put them through. He allowed himself to let his mind wander back where they had shared some beautiful moments together.

"A girl talks through her eyes, and since yesterday, ecstasy brims all over from Preeti's eyes."

"You better get used to this, Prem, she's going to be with you for the rest of your life."

"A girl gives up everything for you. She behaves the way you'd want her to. In return she's only asking for a little love. I know you do love her a lot, but you have to express the love in your heart. Bring the words in your heart to your lips, and you'll see how she evolves."

"What can I say, mom? As Preeti wishes."

"Whether we're tied in a bond or not, we're tied in an emotional bond of hearts, isn't it right?"

Ever so slowly, the memories started to fade away leaving him with yet again an empty feeling.

He shook his head and decided to head home. Maybe they'll get a chance to talk to each other in peace. He reached out for his phone and car keys as he headed down to the parking lot and drove home.

He arrived home after 20 minutes. He turned on the light and removed his blazer jacket he wore in the hallway.

But something was different once reaching to his bedroom.

That night he went home only to find that Preeti wasn't anywhere to see. She was gone.

His mother placed a hand on his shoulder. "She needed time to think." He turned around not believing that it had come this far. Her mother could already see what was going through his son's head.

"And you all let her go, Ma?"

"We did everything to stop her, but she needed some time. Maybe we should respect that for now. Try to talk to her in a few days. Don't worry, Prem, we will all go and sort this matter."

Before he could speak, she interrupted him. "I know it's hard for you, Prem. It's hard for us to see you both go through this. Preeti is like a daughter to me. I guarantee that nothing will go wrong."

The son couldn't help but nod while his mother tried to comfort him.

Weeks went by and none of them had approached each other. He would however often pass her house whenever he had to go for work. Perhaps it was his pride that stood before him, or the fact that they had hurt each other.

He felt a sudden pang of dj vu all over again.

Getting stuck in the middle of the problem and something held them back from reuniting to each other. Prem cursed slightly by the frustration he was feeling in the last few weeks.

He couldn't even concentrate on his work as his thoughts always went to Preeti. Thinking he should visit her, trying to talk to her out from what she wanted in the first place.

Prem shook his head lightly and tried to put his attention back on the black file which was lying on the table in front of him. He needed to dismiss the feelings. He had to try - for now.

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Meanwhile Preeti stood silently with crossed arms by the huge garden doors, inviting the soft warm air inside the house. Pritam, her father, was studying his daughter with a serious expression.

He had just gotten off the phone with Ram Kishan.

He was worried about her daughter and her future.

He wore a serious expression as he sighed loudly. He decided to break the heavy silence with was forming between them.

"Preeti, this isn't the right solution of the problem. You both are married and by taking such a step will only lead to misery and pain."

She turned around to face her father. Her expression wore no emotions yet her eyes were full of regret and pain. It amazed her how he could still read her even at a time like this.

"This was the only solution I could think of, dad. Besides, it's for the best."

"It is not. You are not thinking about yourself here."

Before she could reply her father interrupted her.

"We all know that you both love each other dearly. If life has put you two in a situation like this, then it don't necessarily mean that it will remain forever. This will change. But prem's love for you will remain the same no matter what. I've seen it in his eyes."

He paused where he watched her raise her gaze toward him. "He longs for you, Preeti. Don't let him wait. Don't break his heart or yours in the process."

His expression softened a bit when he looked at her. "I love you too much to watch you get hurt."

"Dad..."

"I will not watch you go through this!"

That night she tried hard to get some sleep. However, it was not in her favor. She furrowed her brows as she tossed and turned in her bed.

"How could you do this?" a voice said. Preeti stood in front of a woman who wore a disappointed and shocked expression on her face.

"I cannot believe what you did this to us - to my son. We gave you everything, Preeti. Love and support and brought you into this family, so you could give us pain?"

Preeti couldn't form any sentence by the words which were thrown at her way. She turned her attention to another figure standing a few feet away from her. "Prem.."

"Don't you dare say my name," He said. "I don't want anything to do with you! Leave"

She was about to take a step, yet he turned his back toward her. "I said leave!"

The brunet woke up with a start breathing rapidly. She quickly took a look around her surroundings, feeling like she was getting suffocated by the overwhelming feeling.

Once gaining her conscious level, she noticed that whatever she had experienced was all a dream.

She brought her head into her hands as she tried her best to calm down. Somehow she couldn't get rid of the sorrowful feeling. It looked all so real. Would Prem really say those words?' she couldn't help but think.

She laid back into the soft bed and took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. Would he really say all this to her?'

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Even back home the whole family were worried about them as well. The youngsters of the family were currently sitting around the living room, trying to find a way to sort the matter.

Vinod sighed as he closed his eyes. "I wish there was something we could do for them."

"I think we all feel the same way when it comes to helping them." Vinod expressed.

"But what can we do? I mean they both think they're right from their own perspectives."

"Prem wouldn't let go of Preeti - especially what they've both been through in the past," Sadhna said as she remembered how Prem had sacrificed his love in order to reunite the family back together.

Prem stood in front of his mother facing her while carrying a determinate expression on his face yet his eyes showed nothing but brokenness. He turned around as he gathered his belongings from the room her mother had shifted him to.

He moved to the table and opened the top drawer where his eyes found a picture of her sister-in-law. He wouldn't take his brother place in the family. It was his. He refused to take such a role.

He tightened his jaw and said whatever that came into his mind - even though it pained him far more than he could even imagine.

"Nobody can take the place of Vivek and Sadhna. Neither in this house, nor in this room and nor in this heart. And if your condition is that I step into Vivek's shoes, and Preeti into Sadhna's - I swear, I will never get married."

"They both sacrificed their love to get the family back together" Sadhna said as she came back from her flashback.

"I guess, that's how they are," Sapna commented as she let the words linger in the silence around them.

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He got her delicate hand into his where he placed a soft kiss on it.

It had sent electrical vibes through her whole body, yet she tried to compose herself.

Kitni chaahat chupaye baitha hoon

Yeh naa socho ki mujhko pyar nahi

Tum jo aaye ho meri duniya mein

Ab kisi ka bhi intzar nahi

Sari duniya bhulaye baithi hoon

Yeh naa socho ki mujhko pyar nahi.

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In the following weeks, Prem couldn't get his mind around the fact that he had not seen his wife. He missed her.

He missed the smile of hers which could make his day so much better than it first intended it to be.

He missed her sweet voice which he could hear for hours.

He missed the way her soft hair fell loosely around her shoulders.

He missed her shy eyes which held so much love in them.

He missed her soft petite hands which he would lace his fingers through hers whenever they took a silence walk outside.

He missed her.

He couldn't handle the separation anymore.

It had been 3 weeks since they last saw each other. He needed her. He needed to see her.

He took a silence look at the watch on his wrist and sighed. There were no meeting for him to attend at the moment, and therefore decided to leave the cabin and drive toward to see her.

Prem arrived at the hospital where she had been working for years. He clenched his hands around the steering wheel by the thought of the situation life had put them both into.

A familiar memory crept into his mind.

Prem was trying hard to control his emotions. He was seated in the living room at Preeti's house where he had a small conversation with her father.

It killed him that his once called fianc knew that they couldn't get married - it was a decision he had made but his heart wasn't in it.

He couldn't do this. He turned around and wrapped his arms around Preeti while he buried his face in her waist. She placed a hand around his shoulders and slowly made her way up to his hair. She hugged him back. Feeling his emotions as well.

He came out from the emotional roller-coaster. How dare others interfere in their personal life? They had no right to separate them.

He wouldn't let go of her; not this time around.

Prem shifted the gear of the car and parked it right up front of the hospital. He got out and waited patiently when her shift would be over.

Once her eyes caught the brunet coming out from the tall white building, he felt a weird sensation run through his body.

Preeti on the other hand was walking along in her own thoughts but stopped suddenly upon someone calling her.

"Preeti."

She froze slightly and raised her gaze, almost hoping she had recognized the voice - and she had. Prem stood before him wearing a slight surprised look as well.

Oh, how she had longed to see him; hear her name being called out from his lips.

Prem approached her, afraid of how she would react upon seeing him after such a long time.

"How have you been?" he asked not thinking of anything else to say. The truth was that his brain had stopped working the minute his eyes fell on her.

Preeti wanted to tell him how miserable she had been for the past weeks. How she had longed to see him. How badly she wanted to feel his touch. How much she wanted those strong arms to wrap around her.

"I've been fine, I guess," she replied instead.

He nodded, yet he noticed how her eyes gave away what she really felt.

"I haven't seen you for a while. I wanted to talk to you, Preeti, if that's okay?"

She couldn't really deny what he asked. Part of her heart wanted to just run into his embrace and stay there forever.

"Prem.."

"Please Preeti.."

She nodded. "I guess we can."

They went towards the car as they both climbed in where Prem started the engine. He drove toward a park where they could talk in a relaxed manner.

Once reaching the destination, they walked through the greenery surrounding them both.

Preeti kept her gaze down on the floor as she already knew what he was going to talk about.

"Why did you leave?" he asked.

"You know why..."

"Preeti-" he was about to say something but his phone began to ring. He ignored it for now. "We can fix this."

He could feel his phone ring several times through his pockets, but he never showed any gesture towards answering it.

He sighed when he heard it several times, concluding that it must have been one of workers at the office.

Somehow Preeti understood the expression he carried, like there was something he wanted to say, but just couldn't - maybe because of the current circumstances or the given amount of time.

He stopped once reaching their car as he turned to face her. "Come back home... with me?"

"I don't know if I can," she said trying to avoid his gaze and Prem respected her choice - for now.

"Let me at least drive you home." And he did.

Preeti couldn't help but feel nervous and yet frustrated with herself. Why couldn't she just tell him how she really felt? How much she regretted approving of the idea that her husband was spending time with Priya.

How could she? She had to be strong for him, and their family.

Preeti shook the thoughts away and saw that they had arrived at her house.

Prem glanced at her and spoke almost like a whisper. "I hope you change your mind," he said just before she walked inside through the front door to her father.

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Once arriving at his house he didn't feel like meeting anyone. He hadn't even eaten anything for the day, but somehow he didn't feel like doing anything anymore, because of his busy thoughts which was roaming around in his mind.

He then made his way toward the garden to get some fresh air and think about today.

Prem stood with arms crossed across his chest silently listening to the still night.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you," a voice spoke.

Prem turned around as his eyes landed on none other than Priya. "Still thinking about the wife of yours?"

He didn't respond to the question instead he turned back around slightly clenching his jaw.

The young woman took a few steps toward him. "Prem you should stop thinking about her. It's been weeks and none of you have approached each other. I think you should stop with this relationship if you don't want to hurt yourself."

He furrowed his brows. The truth was he didn't care about himself - only for her. How was he handling all this?

He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Prem, I know it's a rough time you're going through," she placed her hand into his, "but I'm willing to be here for you."

He took a step back from her, "Just because I know you, doesn't mean you have to cross the line."

"Oh come on, Prem. You really think that staying with her will bring you any happiness? Don't be so nave like you're always are. Open your eyes for once and see what's right in front of you!"

Prem clenched his jaw and felt his muscles getting tensed.

"She doesn't love you, Prem. If she did, then she would never have left you all like this. I bet she's..."

"Enough!"

He starred at her. "I don't need to listen to anything you tell me." He left her standing alone by garden area.

Not once looking back to the woman.

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The very next day, he drove towards her work place to pick her up. He saw to his surprise that she was already out from the building and standing by the road, her eyes roaming around as if she was searching for someone.

Prem couldn't help but form a small smile as his eyes were fixed on the brunet.

Her words might express something but her eyes always managed to give her intentions away. He stopped the car right beside her and rolled down the window.

Preeti's eyes met his as her hands found a way to her brown bag which was hung around her shoulder.

Preeti brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, feeling unsure of what she should do. She really didn't have any choice, so she gently climbed inside the car with him.

Prem took a small glance by the corner of the eye as they drove silently on the busy road ahead of them. He was about to reach out for her hand, to change the gear, but stopped midway remembering what kind of situation they were in.

It had always been a habit of his whenever they were out for a drive. He would reach out for her hand whenever he could and held it.

It pained him that he couldn't do it which was such a simple gesture of affection.

However they managed to arrive at her house.

Preeti gathered her bag and opened the car door, but before she could climb out, she turned around to face him.

"Do you want to come inside?" she asked softly.

His face contained a surprised expression when he raised his gaze toward her. He however, nodded and felt the urge to get close to her which he had lacked in the past few weeks.

It amazed him how a person could be the only sole cause for love. He loved her, much more than words could ever describe. How much he had longed to hear her gentle sound of her voice.

They walked inside and noticed that the lights were turned off, as a result that her father was not home at the moment.

Preeti placed her bag in her room while Prem was left standing in the living room. He crossed his arms and sensed a feeling of dj vu crashing down upon him.

He didn't need the separation anymore. There was nothing to argue about or need to be stubborn. It was all over. He had witnessed it the minute he came home after dropping Preeti to her house.

He took a deep breath in order to calm his nerves down and collect his emotions in one place. He picked out a sound of someone entering the room.

"They left" he said.

Preeti came to a halt and slowly raised her gaze and fell upon the man she loved with all her heart.

"Priya and her mother," he looked at her.

"They left yesterday. They didn't belong here, someone else did - and still does," he said as his eyes lingered on her in an almost understanding way.

Preeti bit her lip upon hearing the news. She honestly didn't know how to respond to what he just told her.

"You're asking me to take you for granted - your love, my feelings toward you for granted." He took a few steps to approach her. "Don't ask me for something I cannot do - I wouldn't do."

She tried however several times to change the topic. She was already in a weak state of mind, and if he kept continuing like this, then she wouldn't know how she was going to take it all.

He took a few steps and hugged her gently from behind, burying his face at the nap of her neck. "I don't want to let go. We're shared our separation far more than anyone else."

Tears started to flow from her brown orbs as she struggling to keep a straight face with no emotions or feelings attached - simply hiding behind a mask.

"I loved you for a reason, Preeti," he whispered, making her turn around so she could face him. "I married you for a reason."

He pointed at her heart. "This," he said as he placed a gentle hand. "This is why I fell in love with you. You're simplicity, your beautiful mind inside of you."

She could easily hear the need in his voice which he had suppressed for weeks.

"Prem..."

"Don't - not today. Let me finish. Don't you want us to be together? Have you forgotten the precious moments we've shared together? The love we've shared?"

"I won't be able to lose you one more time." He tried to read her expression, but nothing came.

"If this is what you want?" he said with pain coming through his slightly cracked voice. "Then so be it."

She felt the warmth of his body leaving her. Preeti raised her gaze with tears forming in her tears. She couldn't believe what she was trying to do.

They were so close only to get separated, was that really the point?

Her mind kept screaming at her, to stop him, to not let him go. While her heart beating vividly in her chest. She couldn't do this. She didn't have to go through this anymore.

So she did what she should have done weeks ago.

Preeti ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his chest from behind. Prem stopped for a moment before bringing his own hand upon hers. He held it with pressure ensuring that he won't let go.

He turned around allowing himself to look into her eyes which were full of tears yet holding the signature spark in them. He gently wiped them away.

He pressed his forehead against hers as they stood there in complete silence - observing the moment in the back of their mind. He wanted to imprint it in his mind that the woman he loved was with him.

"Let me love you" he whispered.

She raised her gaze. "How can you still love me despite what've happened?"

"It's not about actions" he pointed at her heart, "but rather what's going on in here. The feelings never vanish," he whispered the last part.

They shared a long look with each other, holding each other's gazes. "Let me feel you beside me tonight. Let me love you," he repeated in a gentle whisper.

Preeti studied the words which almost made her heart beat flutter. They had been separate from each other far too long and the truth was she missed him.

She missed the warmth from his body, the love his eyes spoke, and the gentleness coming from him.

She wrapped her hand around his. "Tell me this isn't a dream. Show me that this is real. Would you do that? Please."

That night she witnessed love and trust from him. Something they both needed after what they had been through.

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"Thank you and I'll see you soon."

Prem entered the living room once he got off the phone.

He turned his attention toward Vivek who was sitting on the couch with everyone else.

"I've managed to settle the meeting, which is going to be held on Thursday."

"That's good, by then we'll hopefully be able to get the project on the road."

"What deal?" their father asked.

"It's a construction company who deals with ideas and contributes with a few things in the business department. I thought it would be good to get their insight into the project we're doing."

Vivek paused and shared a look with his younger brother.

"Prem here is going to travel to France to attend a few meetings and settle the deal."

"That's great news! Well done, Prem."

"How long would you be gone for?" The mother asked.

Prem smiled at her mother. He knew she was probably thinking months and weeks. "Just for three day, then I'll be back."

She nodded and took a glance at Preeti at the corner of her eye. "Why don't you take Preeti along with you? In that way, you two can spend some time there in a form of a vacation?"

Preeti took a glance at Prem and gave it a thought.

"It's been ages since you two have gone somewhere?"

The young woman's senses kicked in when she remembered that she had a clinic to take care of. "But the clinic..."

"Doctors are permitted to take a vacation once in a while too." She heard her father-in-law speak.

"Even Vinod and Sapna traveled together when they had to go on a business deal."

"Very important deal I must say," Vinod said.

The father and the son couldn't help but roll their eyes upon hearing the answer.

"What do you say Preeti?"

"I guess I always wanted to see the city."

Ramkishan turned his attention toward Prem. "You can send the information back to Vivek and he can take care of things until the two of you get back" his dad told him.

"When you'll finish the meetings, Preeti can take the flight to FRANCE where you can pick her up from the airport," Mamta said.

"Sounds like a good plan, mom." Sangeeta looked at her childhood friend and couldn't help but wink at her.

"I'm envying you so much, Preeti."

"Oh come on Sangeeta, we all know that you and your dear husband had fair shares on visiting different places around the world," Sapna teased.

Everyone laughed at the attempt Sangeeta was trying to make for her friend's sake. However Prem couldn't help but get a little bit suspicious about the whole idea.

"Wait a minute, why are you all hurryingly trying to get us board a plane to an unknown destination?"

"Because we all love you, bro."

Prem rolled his eyes at the answer, but part of him felt glad that they were going to spend some time together in a whole different country.

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In the upcoming days, Preeti managed to take the early flight where she landed at the beautiful city she had dreamed on visiting one day.

She recalled the small conversation they had while they were packing for the trip.

"You know the way, right?" Prem asked her in a teasing manner.

Preeti placed a shirt in the black luggage and turned around with her hands on her hips as she wore a slight amused expression on her face.

"I know the way. I've traveled before."

She shook her head lightly while the smile was still evident on her lips. Her eyes tried to find Prem among the moving crowds, suddenly she felt someone tap her shoulder.

Turning around she saw him with his signature smile in place.

"There you are. I was beginning to think you had forgotten about me." She told him.

"Not happening" he told her while took the luggage she was carrying. They got to the car and drove toward the hotel they were going to stay in.

They arrived at the hotel, and noticed how the white building tall and had beautiful lobby. They went up to the room where 214 were written on their door.

Preeti was in awe. It was large and had the most beautiful view she had ever laid eyes on. It showed a clear view of the beach area and the city in general as well.

He got close to her and whispered, "Welcome to the city of France."

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After settling down at the hotel, they managed to unpack. They then decided to take a small tour around the city nearby, just to get the feeling of being here.

Preeti strode through the busy streets while Prem followed her close behind. He could easily witness the happiness and excitement which her body language contained, but it was her brown eyes which showed it the most.

The young woman took a look back at her husband, as she wore a light smile.

"This is so beautiful, the weather, the surroundings, the atmosphere."

Prem nodded as a light laugh escaped his lips. He never understood the connection between France and women anyway.

Later on the evening, they went to a restaurant where they could enjoy their meals. Prem managed to rent a table at the corner of the beautifully decorated room.

They were seated opposite of each other as they enjoyed their dinner. Prem took a sip from his cold drink as his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him.

There were so many things he wanted to tell her, but somehow he was having a hard time expressing them.

"It was you," he whispered. "It was always you, Preeti."

She raised her gaze by the sudden words.

"Whenever I went abroad you never left my thought, it was your pictures I had in my book - a way that I knew that I was coming back to you - no one else but you."

Her cheeks started to add color and felt deeply touched by his words.

She however lowered her gaze and turned her attention back on the food. She couldn't make herself express anything at the moment. The only thing she could feel was her face slowly heating up.

She bit her lip by the thought of what he might be thinking as she didn't respond to any of the words he had said.

Prem noticed the internal battle she was going through at the moment and decided to leave it at that. He didn't need the answer for now.

However through rest of the meal, she couldn't help but take small glances at his way. She admired how he looked tonight. The black dress shirt he was wearing did look good on him as the top buttons were undone like always.

They had already gained a few stairs along their way, mainly interested in her husband. She wasn't surprised. She had noticed it the minute they entered the building.

Once finishing their dinner and had paid for the meal, they stood up from the seats and headed toward the exit. As they made their way out, Preeti noticed the stairs yet again. Prem tightened his hold on her hand, almost as a sign that told her that he was hers.

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Preeti woke up early in the next morning and took a small glance back at the bed, where she saw her husband lay sleeping.

She wore a gentle smile on her rosy lips as she turned her attention back on the view in front of her. Here she stood at the city of France feeling a sudden rush of happiness. She couldn't help but think about the past few weeks and how things turned out in the end.

The brunet stood a few minutes with her own trails of thoughts, when she didn't notice a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. Prem smiled at her.

"Morning."

She blushed and smiled lightly. "Morning, when did you wake up?"

"A few minutes ago."

She nodded as she watched him head to the bathroom where he could get ready. "How about we take a look around the city? Do some sightseeing?"

She nodded at the idea. "Yeah, that would be great."

Hahlf an hour later they were already roaming around the streets, visiting different stores, seeing places which they had planned to do so.

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Later on the evening:

Tum Mujhse Alag Kab Ho
Main Tumse Judaa Kab Huun
Paani Mein Kanval Jaise
Rehte Ho Mujhhi Mein Tum
Dekhuun To Tumhein Dekhuun
Sochoon To Tumhein Sochoon
Saagar Men nadi Aise
Bahate Ho Mujhhi Mein Tum.

Prem was causally lying on the bed with his arms behind his head.

They had gotten back at their room a few hours ago, almost tired from all the walking, thank god, that they had eaten just before arriving back at the hotel. He popped up on one of his elbow when he caught Preeti busy while reading a book.

He studied her for a brief while and noticed that she bit her lip without her realizing it.

He couldn't get the thought around of the fact that it was just the two of them at a hotel room. No one was around. No one was here to tear them apart. He tried his best to forget the weeks where they had been separated.

She looked so calm, fragile and above all beautiful when he took a small glance at her.

"You want to take a small walk?" he asked breaking the silence while sitting up.

She tore her eyes off the book and into his, "sure." They went down to the beach and took a walk as they enjoyed the silent night.

She brushed a few strands of hair away from her face as her eyes were fixed on the beach a few feet away from her. A smile appeared on her lips as

"This is so beautiful," she whispered.

He took a small glance at her, when she walked closer, letting the water touch her bare skin.

He watched her with interest how she gently touched the light water with her hands. A sweet laughter filled the air which made him return back to the present - almost witnessing the child in her evolves freely.

His eyes caught the end of her dress was already a bit wet from touching the water. So being the gentlemen, he went forward and raised it so it wouldn't get wet.

"Careful there," he told her.

Preeti hadn't noticed this "oh," she said while getting back on the dry land.

She was busy trying to dry the end of her dress, but decided to let it be as they headed back into the hotel.

She ran a hand through her brown locks as they got inside the room. She heard him close the door before he managed to get a hold on her hand.

"I love hearing your laugh," he said.

Preeti turned around.

"You deserve the best, Preeti. Ever since I laid my eyes upon you, I promised myself that I would do everything to make you happy."

He tightened his hold on her. "You deserve it."

Preeti looked into his eyes and saw that he meant every word he just told her - she was deeply touched by his speech. She finally took the courage and reached for his cheek as she cupped it.

"I know I haven't expressed how much I love you in a while - but I do. You have always been the person I've ever wished for. You've made me smile when all I ever wanted to do was cry."

She couldn't tear her eyes away from him - not anymore. "You've made me see another side of that I thought never existed. Most importantly you have made me into a woman which I would always cherish forever. I will never forget that moment in my lifetime."

He recalled the moment she spoke about - a moment which changed them both in a way. He remembered the way he had felt whenever he would touch her.

Run a finger across her delicate skin.

Make her feel important and the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on.

They watched each other's gazes and what tales their eyes spoke to them. He gently moved the hair away from her face where she closed her eyes under the electrical touch. It was sending shivers down her body.

He lightly kissed her forehead while her heartbeat was going wild. She slowly opened her brown eyes and stared back at his. She could witness the trust, love and understanding in them. There was nothing to feel afraid of. He treated her with such gentleness, as if she would break if he treated her otherwise.

Prem shook his head and reached forward and wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.

He kissed the top of her head as she raised her head where they held each other gazes.

"I've always wanted this," he said with heavy emotions coming through his voice.

They had been through a lot in the last few years - they deserved peace in their own way.

She buried her face in his neck as she hugged him close. The words he had said kept echoing her mind. She closed her eyes as darkness overtook them both.

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The next morning, Preeti woke up as the sun hit her face. She noticed that Prem was already awake and blushed slightly.

"Morning" she said.

"Morning, slept well?"

She nodded as her mind recalled the previous evening they had shared in a foreign country. The words which they had exchanged set a sudden calm feeling in her stomach.

Prem flipped them both as he was almost a top of her. "Prem!"

"What?" he said in the most innocent way as if nothing had happened.

She shook her head at him while a small smile was playing across her delicate lips. "It really makes me wonder.."

"About what?"

"You're so innocent in front of everyone yet you have this..." she took a small pause, trying to find the right word to describe him, "this other side of you."

"This side of me only comes out when I'm with you." He watched her expression almost like a playful manner.

"You don't like it?"

She shrugged her shoulders. His expression changed into worry, hoping he didn't make her feel uncomfortable last night. He didn't remember any signs where she showed discomfort. He was pretty sure that whatever move he took was in complete ease for her.

"Did I make you feel uncomfortable?"

She heartfelt laugh escaped her lips, "I'm joking, Prem."

He relaxed immediately upon hearing her answer. She reached out to touch his cheek and blushed slightly,

"I love all sides of you."

"Thank you."

She wore a slight confused expression yet a smile was still evident. "For what?"

"For staying."

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The End.

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