Kavya's POV

I was feeling very uncomfortable while we were driving towards my house and was praying to god that his coat should not be dirty.

But, for once,  he didn't even think about his coat.

Was he the same man who seemed so angry at the first day he met her?

Was he the same man who seemed so heartless?

Who is the actual, Kabir?

For the first time, after many years, I wanted to know someone.

"Are you okay?" he asked looking at me through the rear view mirror and I nodded in a yes.

"Thank you once again, Kabir," I thanked him, again and he just smiled.

"Is this not a big deal for you? Do you give your coat to every girl when they need it?" I asked and he laughed softly.

"No Kavya, I don't give my coat to everybody. In fact, you are the first woman for whom I did something like this," he told me and I didn't knew how to reply to that so I shut my mouth.

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"Come inside," I offered him while he opened the door for me.

Without replying me, he forwarded his hand and I gave him my hand and got out.

I looked at the coat to find that it had stained and quickly took it in my hand and hid it.

"It's okay," he said as our eyes met.

Those were just two words but it meant a lot at that time.

"Come inside," I offered him, again.

"No, it's okay, I--

"You have to go back to the hotel, right?" I was disappointed.

"Is it okay for me to come to your house?" he retorted back.

Shit!

I forgot about my neighbors.

What will I tell them if they saw us together?

But, he helped me so much today and today for once, I didn't wanted to think about everyone but only about, Kabir.

"Do you want to come inside?" I asked, and it sounded harsh as my stomach started paining.

"Yes."

"Let's go," I said and he followed me so that nobody could notice my stain.

Today after a long time I didn't feel alone as Kabir was behind me and protecting me from everybody.

We went inside the lift and thankfully nobody else was inside the lift.

I clicked my floor number and we were standing there in silence.

Now, I realized something.

I am in pain, but I am not sad.

And, the reason for me not being sad was standing right beside me.

I looked at him and when he saw me looking at him, he looked at me and gave me a small smile.

As our floor came we were going out, and suddenly my saree got stuck in my sandal and I lost my balance but thankfully Kabir held me in his arms.

"Careful, Kavya. Are you okay?" he asked but I was too busy looking in his eyes which showed how much he cared.

I have seen eyes with pity but after a long time I am seeing care in someone's eyes for me.

Will the emotions in his eyes change from care to pity when he will know Sohum is not alive?

Will he be with me, just like everybody else, just because he will be sad because of how fate took Sohum away from me?

"Kavya," I heard a voice and suddenly composed myself and adjusted my saree.

"Hello, Mala aunty," I greeted her and she looked at me and then at Kabir.

"Who--

"My friend, Kabir," I introduced them, and I was surprised by myself as I was not scared about what she will think.

Instead, I was happy to introduce him as my friend.

"We never knew about him," she said and I knew she was digging more information but I just gave her a small smile and asked Kabir to follow me.

I took out the key from my purse and opened the door and we went inside.

"Make yourself comfortable. I will go to the washroom and change my--

"I understand, Kavya. Don't worry I will make myself comfortable." he sat on the sofa and I went towards my bedroom.

Kabir's POV

After she left I roamed around the hall as I was getting bored.

Her house was cozy with minimum things just like a sofa and a television in the hall and across the hall was her kitchen.

She didn't have any photos of her with her husband.

It's not like, I was curious to see him but it is natural to have at least one picture of them, right?

But, I was glad she didn't have any pictures of them in the house otherwise I would have felt guilty of having desires for her just like I had when she was wrapped in my arms in the elevator.

I tried so hard to stop myself but as my rough hands held her waist, I was not able to resist my thoughts.

This was not the first time I touched her, but this was the first time I held her in my arms.

And, at that time I didn't wanted to let her go from my arms.

The few seconds she was in my arms, felt like heaven and then I noticed her looking at me.

There was not even an ounce of guilt in her eyes but her eyes held questions for me.

Questions which she will never ask and I will never know.

But, shouldn't she feel guilty?

Maybe, she doesn't feel guilty because she does not think of me like the way I think of her.

For her, I am her good friend, just like she introduced me to her neighbor.

And, I hope she will never know what my thoughts are otherwise she will run miles away from me.

Thoughts which will take me to hell but I cannot stop them and now, I got a taste of how she feels in my arms, I know that now it will be hard to control myself but I have to do it to maintain the friendship with her.

"Do you want a cup of coffee?" her voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I looked at her to see that she has changed herself into a yellow top and red leggings.

Why does she look beautiful in anything she wears?

God! 

I should control myself.

Should I date someone as it is the best way to forget Kavya?

But, the real question is do I want to forget her?

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I hope you liked the chapter.

What do you think of Kavya?

Should she tell him the truth about Sohum?

Is she being selfish by not telling him the truth about Sohum?

Is she changing slowly?

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