He is mine

"I don't know what would I be if you were not there with me"

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I laid wide awake in the wee hours of morning. My head placed on Abhiman's chest comfortably as I was listening to the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat and steady breath. It was soothing and calming. My hands wrapped around his rock torso and my legs tangled with his. I was pressed against his side by his one hand draped on my waist possessively. My lips curved up as my eyes peered at him observing him keenly.

His right hand was folded under his head and hair was falling on his forehead messily. His long eyelashes kissing his white cheeks and lips were slightly parted giving the view of his reddish tongue. His breath was deep and warm. I quickly prayed in my heart to wake up like this everyday in his embrace.

He looked so serene and angel. My solace and tranquility.

The image just etched in my memory and it won't fade away until my last breath.

My eyes noticed a red mark on his right shoulder and I blus