Jane

I woke up feeling sore all over my body. Vishal was sleeping peacefully next to me, his arm still wrapped around my waist. Even in sleep, he held me close like he was afraid I might disappear.

My whole body ached from our night together, but it was a good kind of tired. The kind that reminded me how much we loved each other.

I looked at his face - so calm and beautiful when he slept. This man was mine, and I was his. Nothing could change that.

I needed a shower to help my sore ...