Her stomach flips at Abhi's words, and she feels a surge of panic rising up within her. He's right; time is running out for them both. She can't keep stringing him along, unsure of herself and her feelings. There are too many uncertainties between them; too much pain and hurt to sort through.
"I-I need some space," she finally says, her voice barely a whisper. "Just for a while."
*days passed. She didn't talk to me. One night I was so late to come back. She waited for me
As the days pass, Akina finds herself increasingly lost in her thoughts. Every moment with Abhi seems to bring more questions than answers, and she's not sure if she'll ever be able to untangle all the lies and secrets that have been woven between them. Part of her wants nothing more than to give Abhi another chance, to believe that he truly loves her and wants to make things right. But another part is terrified of what might happen if she does.
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as Fumi begins to dry her off, their gaze never leaving hers. She clutches the towel tightly around her lower body, feeling even more exposed than before. As they slip a soft pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt over her head, she can't help but feel grateful for their thoughtfulness.
"T-Thank you," she whispers again, her voice still hoarse from crying. "It feels... warm."
i pat her head and put a blanket over her. I put a cup of tea and a bottle of water on the table, next to the bed
As Fumi finishes dressing her, she notices that there's a mug of steaming tea and a bottle of water sitting on the table by the bed. Her eyes widen in surprise as she reaches out to take them both. "W-What are these?" she asks tentatively. "For me?"