TWENTY-SIX

“Are you running a marathon?”

Suzi asked as I entered the kitchen with heavy breathing accelerated heartbeat while almost running into her.

“Nothing I just came to help you.” I mumbled with a confused smile on my face as she gave me a quizzically raised eyebrow. Her eyes scanned me with top to bottom with a tilted head as I bit my lips.

“Barefoot and directly from the bed.” Her gaze turned more suspicious as I looked down at myself. I ran from there as soon as I found the chance that forget me wearing shoes and my veil was also somewhere lying on his bed at that time. My face was flushed and my heartbeat still uneven thinking of what if he had caught me.

“I was thirsty.” I didn’t lie as my throat was parched after the way he sucked me whole. He was shameless. He should stop when he received the call but not even after that he said he wasn’t done yet with me. When did I agree that I would make him believe in love? And that too by staying close to him. It was more like a suicide.

“Must