The in hand cards

"What was it?" Shana could only think about it.

Standing, staring at the door Vihaan had existed from, she blinked and blinked.

And, then, out of nowhere, she smiled.

Did Vihana, just play the 'attitude ' game on her?

Well, if it was, it was going to be a great game.

She had many cards.

Beaming, she did little steps of dancing, meanwhile, walking toward the bed and lying down on it, facing the roof.

Eagerly, waiting for the dawn to break.

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Vihaan blinked when he heard the chirping in the distance, and trying his best to open his eyes, he lazily glanced at his watch.

He took a breath of relief.

Thank God, It was only ten past seven.

No one had woken up, so he had no one to question, 'Why was he sleeping outside his room?'.

He never wanted anyone to know the issues and problems of their married life, not even his family members.

Whatever was happening, it was only Shana and his business.

Roaming his right hand softly