Akansha entered the bathroom and Rohit followed her like a puppy. They both entered the shower naked.
Steam filled the ensuite bathroom, clouding the mirrors and softening the edges of the world. The water was almost too hot, pelting their skin in stinging, cleansing needles. Rohit stood under the spray, his eyes wide as Akansha, naked and glistening, stepped in beside him. The glass door slid shut, enclosing them in a private, wet universe.



















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