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The morning light slipped quietly through the sheer curtains, spilling across the bed in delicate patterns. Birds chirped faintly beyond the terrace and the world stirred gently, unaware of the moment unfolding inside the bedroom of newly wedded couples.

She woke up first. Eyes fluttering open, the warmth around her felt different this time — not accidental, not tense. Just warm. Just … safe.

Her cheek rested against his broad shoulder, her hand resting lightly over his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall beneath her palm. She blinked sleepily, realizing her arm was across his torso, her fingers curled slightly into the fabric of his shirt, and her head—OHH MY GOD—was resting just below his jaw where his warm breath touches her forehead.

One of his arms was loosely around her waist, strongly holding her in place. Not tightly, but like his body had claimed the shape of her in sleep, anchoring her to him like she belonged there, she belonged to him, made for him, his salvation.

Panic hit first, her eyes widened, heart thundering and the memories of last night rushed back—the wedding, the silent tension between them. She had fallen asleep on the couch, alone. How did I end up here? Did I sleep walk?

She tilted her head up slowly, cautiously—and there he was.

Asleep. Still. Calm. Peaceful….

His sharp jawline was relaxed, lashes casting faint shadows under his beautiful eyes. The usual hardness in his features had gone. His lips were soft. He looked nothing like the man whose aura threatened silently and carried guns in bedside drawers.

Here, he looked... human, Unreachable, but no longer terrifying.

Her heart thudded. Not out of fear—this time, it was something else. Unknowingly, a smile appears on her face and a hand lifts just to care for his face, to feel him, but then realization hits harder than anything, her soul speaks, “he will never be yours, not even your dreams, he is Riya’s and here you’re just a replacement of her”.

With that something shattered within her and there her hand twitches midway, and she can feel something broken within her.

Out of her inner battles she whispered, “No. No. No. No. I needed to escape before he woke up.”

Carefully, she shifted, lifting his arm just enough to slide free— and that was her pretty mistake.

His brows twitched and grip tightened like a vice around her wrist, pulling her back in without even waking up.

Here, her pulse skyrocketed and her hand landed on his chest, she could feel his heart beat on her palm. A few strands carelessly fell on her face making her even more beautiful in the morning glow.

Slowly, his eyes opened—dark, heavy-lidded, still drowsy with sleep and now locked onto hers.

For a heartbeat, neither of them moved.

The air between them crackled, thick with something they couldn’t name.

Agastya’s thumb brushed absently over her waist, slowly his gaze dropping to her face where a few strands carelessly fell on her face to her siren dark brown eyes to her parted lips.

Slowly, his right hand gently lifts to tuck her loose strands behind her ear.

She was also watching his every single movement with a beating heart and with his mere touch an unknowingly crimson colour spread all over her cheeks, she closed her eyes to feel it more and with that her hands clutched his shirt lightly, making her even more beautiful.

Agastya noticed, unknowingly it affects him too.

Something blooming within, but they both don't name it.

“G..Good..Good morning..,” Sana whispered, unsure if she was breaking some sacred silence.

His lips curved slightly — just a hint. Barely there. “Good morning”, Agastya replied, his voice rough with sleep.

Looking into her eyes, “You move a lot in your sleep”, Agastya murmured, voice low.

Her throat dried, unable to say. “I—I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be here—I..I don't know how I end up here”

“I noticed”, Agastya interrupted, "You fell on the floor in your Deep. Beauty. Sleep. and I can not leave my wife lying around”, He said with an evil smirk.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The spell shattered.

Both of them turned toward the door.

"Bhabhi?", Siya’s singsong voice pierced the moment, "I have your dress..and oh— i think so i disturbed something”,with a dramatic gasp, "Umm, Should I… come back later?".

Sana froze at her place where Agastya exhaled sharply through his nose, his jaw tightening and his grip on her waist didn’t loosen.

Before her heart could spiral any further, she gently almost apologetically — slid out from his arms and run across the room with her heart hammering against her ribs.

Agastya watches her and his fingers twitch in her absence. He stood, walking toward the bathroom, his white shirt clinging to his back, sleeves still rolled up revealing his veins. Just before disappearing behind the door.

The moment she opened the door.

"Bhabhi..”, Siya chirped, holding a thali where a bright red silk saree with gold embroidery and golden jewellery are available. “Maa send this for you, if you need any help i’m on your command bhabhi”. Siya dramatically saluted Sana.

Siya’s eyes flicked over Sana’s disheveled hair, the crimson flush on her cheeks, and the way her breath came in short, panicked bursts.

A slow, knowing grin spread across her face.

“Uhmn..Long night?”, Siya teased.

Sana’s eyes widened. “I.. It's not what you think….”.

Siya leaned in, whispering with a wink, “Of course…, Then why are your cheeks red, Riya bhabhi?”.

Sana pressing a hand over her flaming cheek, “l..I overslept, maybe that's why they are r..red”.

“Maybe they are red because you were sleeping beside a man who looks like a pure sin”, teased Siya. “Relax. He’s grumpy in the mornings, but he’s much nicer after his black coffee”, Siya teasingly side hugged Sana.

With puppy eyes, Sana hugged back Siya and said,“I don't know how to wear it. Will you please help me?”.

Siya nodded, “as you commanded”

Next, both of them come to the room where Agastya comes out of the bathroom wearing his armani black suit, just like danger draped in Armani.

Siya placed the plate on the side table and where Agastya was looking at his watch in the drawer without looking at the duo.

Siya innocently asks,“Good morning Bhai, how was your night? Did you two enjoy...I mean sleep well??”. With an evil smile on her bubbly face.

Sana looked at her in disbelief and was too shocked at her bold question.

Agastya ignores her presence, wearing his watch, he just leaves the room without sparing another glance to the duo.

Siya teasingly said, “Uhnn..You know what bhai that's rude.. you can't ignore us like that”, Almost shouting behind his back.

Sana smiled at her behaviour and left for the washroom after a while she came back, where Siya helped her get ready.

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