117. The One Where He Knows

"I still think you shouldn't go," Kabir's voice brought me back to present.

Shaking my head, I tried to remove the memory. It was before I had started imagining him as Rishi, it was before when we were happy and there used to nothing other than nightmares to trouble our relationship.

Now we had to be careful. This careful was getting on my nerves.

"It's fine," I stated, changing the song on the stereo of the car.

"Here." He passed me his phone, connected it to the black aux cable. "Listen any you want."

Taking his phone, I went through the songs, ignoring the EDMs he loved to hear and settled on something soft to not make him hyper.

"Now, Dhruv and you. You're traveling too much."

"I'm not. He needs me. He's all alone, handling Ria." I curled on the seat. "She's too small. She needs to see people love her despite her father leaving for jobs. And Dhruv deserves a break."

"I get you're worried. We all are." He dabbed his palm on the horn. "But look at yourself. You're squeezing your sch