Ruhaan's POV
"Have a seat; I'll get you something to drink," Tarini said, gracefully gliding towards the kitchen.
I took a seat on the couch and looked around her house. The apartment exuded a warm embrace, adorned with soft hues and gentle lighting that bathed the space in a comforting glow. Plush, inviting furnishings, strategically placed throw blankets, and scattered cushions created pockets of coziness.
It was a haven of comfort, a place where every corner invited you to unwind and find solace.
"Well, I shouldn’t expect anything less from an architect," I mused silently.
"Here," she offered a glass of water, and I accepted it with a grateful nod.
"You have a really beautiful home," I remarked, admiring her.
"Thank you." It was the first time I witnessed her blush, and every bit of it was endearing.
She came and sat beside me with a little distance, and I angled my body towards her.