CHAPTER 37

Shivaay POV

As I stand in front of the mirror, tracing my jawline the way she did earlier, the sensation of her presence still lingers in my mind. Her gaze, the way she looked at me with such softness—it was enough to make a smile creep up on my face before I even realised it.

“Shit,” I mutter, shaking my head in disbelief. I can’t stop smiling, and it’s unsettling. I’ve never had these kinds of thoughts before. Never been this... affected by anyone.

I press my hand to the nape of my neck, trying to focus, but the warmth of her being so close still lingers in my memory. The softness of her breath, the way she shifted beside me—it's like I can still feel her presence, even though she’s not here.

What the hell is this feeling? It’s like a knot in my stomach—part of me wants to overanalyze it, and figure it out, but another part of me just wants to... embrace it.

I close my eyes briefly, trying to steady my racing thoughts. What am I even doing?