||Innaya||
"Breathe." Eshan's voice had me open my eyes.
Just when I was thinking about everything was over, Eshan returned to his original caring self. I noticed his movement had long ago stopped, and now I found myself in his arms. My heart settled once I realized Eshan wasn't going to do anything. I could finally breathe freely.
I had lost my defenses when I thought things were going to spiral out of the control. That one moment of anxiety was enough for my fears to raise their ugly head. They made their presence known by bringing numerous worries, self-conflict, and doubts to my heart.
But, in the last moment, everything came to stand still as if it never happened. My husband was apologizing.