Sameer's POV

She left me in the room and got down to prepare the dinner.

I looked around and walked into the washroom immediately. I took away my clothes and stood under the shower and allowed the water to fall on me relentlessly.

This is so much needed for me to give some solace and peace to my wavering heart. I want to give an answer to Niyathi's gaze, She was looking at me very suspiciously and desperately scanning my shirt.

She can read my every expression and I know she knows very well that something is definitely wrong with me.

I wanted to tell her what had happened with Swapna but my ill luck her Dad was there with her all the time.

I don't want to hide anything from her, we have a lot of issues to solve and I don't want to add another one to the list.

I couldn't smell the sickeningly dry metallic odour of blood, and I wonder how doctors would work around such conditions and odours.

It was a good refreshing shower, before that I tried to lave my shirt spoiled with blood stains.

Sadly all my efforts went in vain. I simply threw it in the dustbin and took a refreshing shower.

I walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied around my waist and took those causal wear given by Niyathi into my hand.

Vijay is almost 6 feet and I am just 5'9. I don't think they will fit good on me. Sadly I am left with no choice.

I opened and surprised to see a price tag dangling to it. It is a very new one.

A smile danced on my lips. Niyathi might have bought this for me and she doesn't want me to know it.

Niyathi!I felt an urge to spell her name and took the shirt into my hands.

I touched it with my hand, it is a light blue colour shirt with an amazing texture.

I walked to the mirror and was about to wear it. Suddenly my gaze stopped a person who is standing there with a worried face.

I walked to her, keeping the shirt aside. She is flattering her eyes and can see her breath hitched at the unexpected proximity.

"Niyathi" I leaned forward a bit and whispered her name in her ear.

She quivered for a second and tried to lift her head a bit to meet my gaze.

"Niyu...." I whispered her name making her quiver once again.

She lowered her head quickly avoiding my intense gaze. Her stare fell on my well-built abs. I smirked at her raising my eyebrow.

She tilted her head a bit blushing a lot.

"Look at me Niyu" I lifted her head holding her chin.

She looked at me with a gleam in her eyes, she placed her hand on the shirt which I am wearing.

"When di...." She trailed off and pouted.

My lips spread with a sly smile.

"Is this Vijay's shirt?" I caught her shoulder and whisper in her ear.

She looked at me with a frightened face.

"Why can't you say straight away that you bought this for me? Ha?! You want me to gift this." I learned a bit further caging her between the wall and myself.

She is simply staring at me with quivering lips and flattering eyes.

I blew some air on sweat beads sliding over her forehead. She is blushing so hard.

I grabbed her waist quickly grabbing the opportunity. She is twirling in my arms trying hard to release herself.

"I love you" I don't know why I got tears in my eyes while saying this. She stopped struggling in my arms and stood there like a rock.

"I love you with my heart and soul, I couldn't imagine hurting you even in my dream" A lone tear escaped from a corner of my eye.

She too shed few tears crushing my heart into pieces.

"Shh! Don't cry. I truly don't know that my Niyathi is a cry baby." I said kissing a tear on her cheek gently.

She wiped the tears pouting at me like a cute kid. I smiled at her pinching her cheek.

She caught my hand and rubbed it faking anger. I couldn't stop smiling at her cute actions.

"What do you think Niyathi? Do I know what had happened on that day? I don't know Niyathi, I have no Idea what had happened on that day" I said tightening my grip over her waist, gently holding her in my arms.

She is looking at me with a blank face, the emotion which I hated most.

"Niyathi!Believe me" I hugged her kissing her cheek gently.

"Sameer, I have to go" She spoke in a meek tone.

"Niyathi" I released her from my arms and she took two steps ahead hastily.

"Don't run away from me Niyathi, Please. It hurts" I caught her hand.

She twirled around and we stood there a few inches away looking at each other's face.

"Niyathi" I heard her dad calling her name.

"I need to go" She whispered.

"I have to tell you something," I said in a hurry.

She looked at my eyes for a second.

To be continued....

Again a small chap.

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