Chapter 145

The warm light of a bedside lamp painting a comforting ambiance. Sukoon had begun to rise from the bed, her intentions clear, but before she could take another step, Vihaan's voice cut through the quiet air.

VIHAAN: (softly) Where are you going?

Sukoon paused, turning to face him with a hint of surprise in her eyes. His question seemed to hang in the air for a moment, a simple inquiry that carried deeper meaning.

SUKOON: (hesitating) I was just going to sleep on the couch, so you can rest better.

Vihaan's gaze was unwavering, and he shook his head slightly.

VIHAAN: No, lie down in bed with me.

His words held a tenderness that reached deep into Sukoon's heart. She hesitated for a moment, her thoughts flickering like candlelight in the wind. The invitation was clear, an unspoken offer to share the space and warmth of the bed, to bridge the distance that sometimes existed between them.

With a soft smile, Sukoon acquiesced. She moved back to the bed, slipping under the covers on her side.