AAHIL
After a night of restless sleep—thanks to my body being very aware of lying down next to someone—Amal and I head over to our relatives' house. The tension between us has rather eased and I feel slightly more comfortable next to her. Though there’s a different kind of tension thrumming to life between us now.
I’m trying not to think much about it.
As the tube takes off, a whooshing noise bursts right in and into my ears. Of course, my heart gallops right out of my chest. Somehow, I find Amal’s hand over mine and her exquisite eyes staring back at me as we stand clutching the overhead handles in the over-crowded tube.
We probably look crazy to the bystanders, standing like this, unable to take our eyes off each other. People might think we’re lovestruck honeymooners.
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