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I blinked my eyes rapidly to get rid of the heaviness from the vague eyes, even though it didn't go away entirely. I tried, tried, and tried without giving up.

"Ssshh, your endeavour won't work, little one, and neither will your fights. So, stop trying so hard, my dove," he said while continuing his assault on my face and hair. “Succumb to sleep.”

Why was he touching my hair?

Scalding tears spilt out from the corner of my eyes, hiding in the sides of my hair. I was scared—no. I was terrified, and I just wanted this stranger to stop touching me. Who was he? Who had permitted him to assault my hair?

Fighting the urge to keep my eyes shut, I fought—hard. And with certain luck, my vagueness subsided.

On an impulse, my eyes widened in fright when the realisation hit me hard. Without mulling any further, I looked frantically around me to search for Shaurya, my baby, but no one was there in the entire large car except for the two of us.

My eyes watered.

"He is fine a