The bright morning sunlight fell directly on the windows, cutting through the dark curtains and lighting up the quiet bedroom. On the small living room couch, Devansh and Meenakshi were fast asleep. Her warm back was touching his hard chest completely. Meenakshi slept peacefully, her head resting heavily on his strong arm as a pillow.

Devansh was the first one to wake up. As the bright light hit his face, he tried to move his shoulder, but he felt a strange, heavy heat curled tightly on top of him. He slowly opened his eyes, his head instantly throbbing with a brutal, cracking pain. He looked down at one of his arms and saw Meenakshi sleeping soundly right there, their legs completely tangled together.