Rehaan’s POV Fridays used to be dull. Just one more checkbox in the workweek. But now? Now they began with sleepy pictures of her. And one sleepy picture from Pakhi Sharma had the power to completely disarm him. 6:51 AM The moment the notification flashed on his screen, he knew it was from her. He didn’t even need to check. His heart recognized her before his mind caught up. He slid his thumb across the screen and there she was. Pakhi. Hair a little messy, pillow imprint faint on her cheek, eyes half-lidded with sleep but smiling softly. She looked like a dream. His breath caught as he enlarged the picture. His fingers grazed the screen as if he could actually touch the curve of her face, the way her lips turned up slightly, as if she had smiled the moment she thought of him. D

