BECCA
DAY TWO: SANGEET CEREMONY
As Kol and I locked our eyes, allowing each other to get lost into each other, the atmosphere between us became charged with tension. It was as if an invisible magnetic force held us in place, our desire and longing battling with the unspoken boundaries that separated us.
Our gazes remained locked, each of us silently challenging the other to make the first move, to bridge the gap that separated us physically and emotionally. I could feel the heat rising between us, and I desperately fought the urge to close the distance between our lips.
Time seemed to slow, our unspoken desires and feelings hanging in the air like a palpable force. The anticipation was both exhilarating and maddening, as if we were on the precipice of something life-altering.
Just as
