Happy reading lilies 💗

Prisha was still sitting on Shivansh's lap, her weight resting lightly against him as if she had forgotten the world around them. The room had fallen into a quiet silence, the kind where even the smallest movement felt louder than usual. Shivansh hadn't said anything for a while. He simply sat there, watching her. His hand gently held hers, and with his thumb he slowly traced soft circles on the back of her hand unhurried, absent-minded, yet full of quiet affection. His eyes never left her face, as if he was studying every little expression she made.