Stormy's pov:
When the bright moonlight fall on my face, I open my eyes and found my body cuddled in Kabir's arm. I didn't twist my body to look at Kabir's face but keep staring at the moon.
I and Kabir have a lot of memories attached to this room, whenever we used to visit Australia, I used to share this room with Neil, Dark, and Kabir because of this window from which the light is coming on the big directly.
I remove my gaze from the moon and look at Kabir's clasp around my body.
He is holding me in the same way how he used to hold me when we were kids.
I touch his palms, I still remember that time when I used to enjoy Kabir's attention on me, his love, his care, his affection for me but now I loathe every second which I am spending with him.
At this time I do not understand
