Abram~
My hands etched to touch her, hold her, pull her close to me, because it's been a week since I went without touching her, talking to her. I don't even know how I am even surviving.
And today in this damn saree, I could feel my patience tearing. She is looking like someone out of world , like an angel.
I glanced at my side to look at her and she was looking out of the window, her fingers fidgeting and her palm was still very red.
A sensation ran through me, as her slapping Ariana flashed across my eyes. The way her eyes were ablaze, I have never seen her so fierce except that night when Ethan tried to--
My grip tightened on the steering wheel, my jaw clenching and suddenly I felt a soft hand on mine "slow down, please" I heard her honey like voice.
She was about to remove he
