Another day began on a peaceful note, with the soft morning sunlight filtering through the curtains and casting a warm glow across the bedroom. The room was wrapped in a comforting silence, disturbed only by the gentle rhythm of two hearts resting close to each other. Takshvi was still fast asleep, nestled securely in Yuvaan's embrace as though there was no safer place in the world. Her head rested against his chest while one of her hands was loosely wrapped around him. Yuvaan had been awake for quite some time, simply admiring her sleeping face. A faint smile lingered on his lips as his fingers moved slowly through her soft hair, caressing the silky strands with utmost tenderness.

Leaning closer, he whispered lovingly: "Shivi, utho na…"
(Shivi, wake up…)