A- 'Perfect. You look perfect, Nala.' I typed the reply, and before I could think I was slipping away, or that I was doing something wrong, I sent it.
N- 'Really? Did I make your heart skip a beat?'
A- 'It did more than that.'
N- 'Like?'
A- 'The desperate urge to hold you.'
N- 'I wanna do that even more. I want to run my fingers through your beard, Rabin Rai. I miss you so so so much.'
I stared at the message, cursing myself for hesitating in replying. When did I ever hesitate when it comes to Nala? But I know why I'm doing it now, and it hurts even more. It hurts so damn much. Will I be able to keep her safe through my anger if I drop the wall?
It is official though, Nala had rendered me speechless. Before I could reply, she sent another text.
N- 'Okay. Video call or phone call?'
