Warning: Blood and Suicide
It was early in the morning. The sun was just coming up over the trees; its warmth was touching them. Shreya snuggled against Dhruv chest, enjoying the scent of the soap that mixed with his light perspiration. A calm morning breeze billowed the curtains, allowing sunlight to peek through and illuminate his handsome face.
"You're not sleeping?" she asked, tracing his thin mustache with her fingers.
He propped himself on an elbow.
"Shreya. You know I adore you and will always be my significant other. I said no to have children since we are exceptionally young," he said delicately. She endeavored to pull away; however, he snatched her and pulled her nearby. "Come on... baby. A kid isn't a diversion. It is the greatest duty."
"I am prepared for it," Shreya said
