The next morning:-
I woke up on the edge of the bed. The first thought in my head was that no matter how entangled with each other you fall asleep, you awaken in your own space. I had no idea how the whole we-slept-away-from-each-other-but-woke-up-over-each-other thing they always spoke about in books or movies happened. It had at least never happened with me.
I rolled over to look the other side lazily, a yawn over my lips, having no idea what the time was. At least I had not woken up with a hundred calls from my brother, which meant the world was not on fire.
Even if it was, it could wait. Just for a day.
A little lazy smile spread over my lips as I looked at the man sleeping next to me, only that he was awake and staring at the ceiling.
"Good morning," I wished, the grogginess clea
