And realized they were linked. 







When I got kidnapped, 









his father saved my life, 









but with the cost of his own. 









I pushed all the memories of my trauma to the back of my head, 









taking his father's image away too. 









My neighbor saw a picture of me in his father's office, 









but forgot about me as the years passed. 









But one thing he could never forget 









is the passing of one of the only person he looked up to. 









And here we are now. 









Together. 









Lying on the same bed. 









At this point, 









we are one of the few people that the other can hold onto. 









Maybe God wanted this to happen. 









Maybe his father wanted this to happen. 









Who knows? 









All we can do now is just let the things that need to happen, happen. 





















Everything happens for a reason, right?





















My hand moved around me to find my phone. 





But instead, it landed on an arm. 





I shot my eyes open. 





They traveled down to my waist. 





They grew wide. 





The arm wrapped around me tightly. 





I suddenly felt tiny breaths on the back of my neck. 





Shivers went throughout my body. 





I turn my head around. 





Jai was sleeping quietly. 





A tiny space was left between his body and mine. 





Blush crept through my entire face. 





My heartbeat fastened its pace. 





I turned back around and stared at Jai's window, not knowing what the hell to do in this type of situation. 





Yeah, we've held hands. 





Yeah, we've hugged too. 





But never like this. 





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