It was well past midnight, the room dimly lit by the soft glow of the moon seeping through the curtains. The clock struck 2:00 AM, and the world outside was silent, except for the faint rhythm of their breathing. Vaidaksh and Siyanshi lay wrapped in each other’s arms, her head resting on his chest, his arm securely around her waist. The warmth between them was comforting, steady, peaceful.

Suddenly, the shrill ring of Vaidaksh’s phone broke the stillness. Siyanshi groaned softly in her sleep, her brows furrowing as she snuggled closer into the crook of his neck, trying to escape the disturbance. Vaidaksh instinctively tightened his hold around her, his hand gliding up from her back to her hair, gently stroking her head to soothe her. She sighed in contentment, still half asleep, and nuzzled against his chest.