The Dancer

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he said, “You go ahead. I’ll join you later.”

“No you won’t.”, Naina sighed. “You’re coming with me right now.”

“I promise I’ll join you in a bit.”

“Don’t be such a wuss Ayan. It’s my brother’s wedding.”

“I have never done this sober. And besides, I’m terrible.”

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She was awake. I could figure it out from the way she was breathing. I could feel her eyes on me. Her fingers slowly ran through my hair. “You are getting fat again”, she said with a little cheekiness in her voice. I opened my eyes and looked at her next to me on the bed. Her eyes squinted and she said, smiling “There’s no way you could have fallen asleep after that!”
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