Kavya lay there, her head resting gently on Ashwin's chest, savouring the moment as she felt his steady heartbeat beneath her. The warmth of his embrace, the familiar scent of his skin, and the soft rhythm of his breathing—it was a moment of peace, of togetherness, that she cherished deeply. She smiled to herself as she traced circles over his fingers, her heart swelling with happiness. This was the life she had always dreamed of—holding the man she loved, feeling his affection, and knowing that she was loved in return.

The joy she felt at that moment seemed almost unreal. She couldn't believe how lucky she was, that everything she had once wished for was right there in front of her. Every girl, at some point in her life, had likely imagined this moment—the warmth of being held, the comfort of a loving relationship, and the safety of knowing that you were supported. For Kavya, this wasn't a fantasy; it was her reality.