Siya woke up with someone holding her by her waist. Her usually braided dark locks were now curtaining her face and her face was pressed against Sahib's hard chest. Her heart froze when she gazed at Sahib's sleepy frame. This was far the most peaceful, Siya had seen Sahib. Unguarded, relaxed. His face had no lines of stress and neither was his intimidating dark eyes open. Siya looked at the sky to find it was still dark. Did I sleep here? She asked to herself and her question was answered by the food that was still kept on the banana leaves, uneaten.
She sighed seeing the food on the leaves. She was too tired last night that she couldn't help the sleep that had embraced her. And how could she forget that Sahib won't eat a bite if she would sleep hungry. Siya tied her hair in a low bun be
