I heard him enter and locking the door.
I could not meet his eyes.
He was staring. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face.
Smallest of small kisses was pressed on my lips.
“Here.” He gave me a package.
Oh! The gift. That kiss was enough.
It was a music album. Might be one of the newest releases. I checked the track names.
The Love.
The l**t.
The Pain.
The Sensation.
The Heaven.
Nothing else was written except a giant R with A in the middle. I blushed.
I slipped away from him and put the music album on.
It was an instrumental piece with no vocals.
It was...magical.
The instruments did not belong to one category. The whole music was a stellar fusion of different genres.
It reminded of Alan Kuznetzov’s composition. He was my favourite composer of all time.
