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Arijit Singh or Atif Aslam?
Lehenga or anarkali?
Dark romance or soft romance?
                       AUTHOR
The time around her paused for God knows how many seconds as she slowly grasped his words. The trembling of her lips and her harbored breathing were the proofs of her unexplainable condition. She kept looking at him, in his honey brown eyes, trying to find even an ounce of lie or doubt.
However, she couldn't find any. The truthfulness and the determination was clearly evident in them, even under the dim lighting, her gaze didn't fail to catch the sincerity lying in his eyes. 
"Wh-hat?" After trying really hard to produce a sound, she shakily muttered. 
Tears gathered in those brown orbs and a small hint of smile appeared over his lips. He let out a shaky breath pulling her closer. Their breathing clashed filling both of them with nothing but warmth of each other. 
"I love you, Sitara. I really do.." He confessed once again, this time, by gazing in her amber orbs. Without even blinking.
Kabir wanted to convey to her how sure he was while he confessed such thing. He wanted to assure her that the words he just spoke are not merely the words, rather, they were the voice of his broken heart which she healed in a short span of time.
The words he said didn't just come from his mouth. But, they come from his heart and mind. Both of his organs forced him to let out what they are feeling for her.
"I..." 
She couldn't form proper words to speak. Sitara was overwhelmed by the emotions. Her mind had automatically stopped working. The overflowing of emotions was too hard to bear.
Kabir realised he might have committed a mistake. Not by telling her his feelings but by not making the environment comfortable enough for her. 
He realised he could have planned a perfect proposal in a proper way but the moment he saw her today, he knew Sitara has become a part of his life. The very part which will make him breathless if he wouldn't see her, touch her and feel her. 
However, he was aware he might have rushed things and that it would be hard for Sitara to digest this. So, he gave her the required space.
"I am not expecting your reply, Tara. Tell me whenever you feel like." He said leaving her hands. The lost of warmth left a void inside him but he tried to ignore that feeling.
"It's late. I should probably go now." Sitara muttered collecting her bag which was kept beside her. 
"Yeah.." Kabir responded lowering his head.
She got off from the bench and blinked away the tears while sniffling. He took got off and tucked his hands in his pocket maintaing a respectful distance with her. 
"Text me once you reach." He said.
The main gate of her hostel was just few steps away but his room was nearly twenty minutes away from here. Yet, he always waited till she gets inside safely and was doing the same thing tonight.
"You too. Bye." With that, she turned her back towards him and took a deep shaky breath.
She was literally running towards the gate. Her heart was thumping wildly inside her chest and she could hear the pounding of it very clearly.