Nithila
"I can't believe I am letting you go away from me, breaking the promise which I made to myself.." Laying his head on my lap and stroking my baby bump, Kavin mumbles wistfully. It's the night before my baby shower and we have just retired to our rooms after decorating our house with garlands of marigold cascading all over the walls.
"I am not going away from you, Kavin.." I assure him as I run my fingers through his unruly hair. Ever since I decided to accept my own feelings for Kavin, I have become addicted to him, his kisses, to his lips, to his warmth, and to his love. It's as if I cannot not touch him or feel him in some or the other way.
It's so hard to not touch him or kiss him or want him in various ways I didn't think I would want him after all the pain he's inflicte
