Author's pov :

Arshad slowly drifted out of sleep, his senses returning one by one. The warmth beside him was the first thing he noticed, followed by the stillness. He opened his eyes lazily and turned his head slightly. Anjali was lying there, facing him, but her mind was clearly somewhere else. Her eyes were open, unfocused, as if she was staring through him rather than at him. He didn't want to disturb her but at the same time he want know her thoughts. He wants to know what kind of plan she is plotting now.