A Date In A Jail

Mrityunjay watched, his temple quivering with tension, as Shivani looked unflinchingly into his eyes. Why had no one ever told him in all these years, the simple words that were threatening to melt the cold ice that had formed around his heart over the years? Why had no one ever said to him, that he was born out of love, until this moment? Why had he been looked down upon as an untouchable in the very house his father called his own? With just a few words, Shivani had given an entirely new meaning to his existence. He had been made to feel guilty, made to feel like his existence was a sin, for what fault of his?

"Where were you all this time?" he asked her hoarsely, after standing still for what seemed like a lifetime. Shivani watched the pain that danced in the eyes of the man holding her captive. She touched her palm to his cheek, the warmth of her touch, a soothing balm to the frost around his heart.