Shivansh's pov

Midnight. My eyes flutter open, and the sight that greets me makes my breath catch. Prisha. Sleeping beside me. Her small hand rests lightly on my stomach, her head nestled on my shoulder. We've never been this close before. My heart races, pounding against my ribs. I can't seem to breathe. Maybe at night yeh thande pani ki patti rkhte time so gyi hongi.