We get out of the house, hand in hand.

"It was getting a little hard in the house, right?" Shahid lifts my chin with his finger. But I sweetly sway my head to say no. Though, it was good to be out.

I was very lucky to have a house atop the hill. You would always see some breath-taking sunsets. How the horizon will turn into orangish-red, the rays finally settling down, giving way for the moon to shine. I remember having these walks with Dad.

I suddenly stop in my tracks once that thought pops into my head. Shahid stops mid-track too to ask what happened.

"Are you okay?" he clutches my hand more. But this time I don't hide it. I shake my head.

He hugs me, his hands engulfing me into his safe haven and patting my head, just like my dad.

"It's okay. All is going to be okay." He continues to stay like that for some time.

The sun was already setting as I could feel the chilly air around me. Shahid finally releases me from his hold and kisses my forehead.

"I am here for the sunset and I am not missing it." He holds his hand out and I just stare at them. Those warm beautiful hands. He follows my gaze and retracts them back.

"Come back when you are ready." And turns his back towards me, walking towards the fence. The sun was now setting and I could feel as if my feelings for Shahid were setting in too.

"Come back when you are ready." That revolves in my head.

Am I ready yet?

I look at Shahid walking ahead. I was still standing there like a statue. Everything in my heart was screaming to go and hold his hand, never letting him go. But my head was like "Am I ready?"

When can one be ever ready?

As I watch him standing there, something clicks in my mind. I could finally shut off my mind and listen to my heart. Suddenly I feel my feet moving forward as if they got wings.

I was moving on.

I sneak up on him, not letting him know my presence. But his heart knew. His heart knew that Kanak was back.

I intertwine my fingers with his hand and leaned on his strong and sturdy shoulders. Strong enough to carry my burden and sturdy enough to be a support for me. I could feel his sincere smile.

"Are you back?" he asks with so much hope in his voice. And I won't break it. Not this time.

I look up to him and look at his side face. It shone brightly even in the falling darkness around us. He was still looking ahead, with a smile on his face. I lean again on his shoulders and for the first time in a long time, I spoke.

"I love you, Shahid."

I could hear his cute giggle as he says it back to me, "I love you too, Kanak. So so much."

And we stand there, hand in hand, gazing at the sunset.

What changed my mind suddenly? What made me face my demons?

The page on the album which I was looking at before Shahid came was one of the most defining moments in my life. As I stood there like a statue, that picture revolves in my head. As I watch the love of my life slowly slipping away and standing in the exact position, my heart whimpered.

The photo was of me and dad standing hand in hand, gazing at the sunset.

"Take the time to be still and you will find what you have been looking for." He said that day.

And my heart whimpered because I could see my dad's image in him. The exact him. I must have imagined it because I thought he turned to me. And the person who turned to me was dad and that's when my mind shut off.

My wish had become true. I found what I was looking for.

My dad's reflection.

I understood that this love is not a reflection of my soul, but the way my soul fits with Shahid.