I don't understand

Karthik was lounging on bed, thinking

deeply about everything Sindhu

confessed that afternoon. Loving

him without even knowing his name,

agreeing to marry him, staying strong

amidst his irrational behavior, fighting

for his love; all of this seemed so unreal to him. Yet, it can't get any more real.

How can someone do so much for a

person, expecting nothing in return?

How was he so lucky? What good did he do in life, to get a partner like her?

Sindhu stirred in her sleep, adjusting

her head on his chest making him

run his fingers through her hair,

unconsciously.

"You aren't asleep?" Her soft voice

shifted his attention to her.

"It's not even 9" he replied, playing with

her hair.

"Or you are thinking too much" she

stated casually, as if it's the most

obvious thing.

Her statement made him chuckle. How can she know so much about him?

"I assure you, my thoughts are quite

rational" he said with a smile.

"What should I do to make you forget