I thought she might have some rashes; I tried to give different reasons to myself not to believe that it was a hickey. But somewhere in my mind, it was registered.

Once she was sleeping comfortably, I tugged her with the duvet, and walked towards the sofa and lie down.

I spent the whole night seeing her delicate doll-like face.

The next morning, I woke up and went to take a bath. When I came out, I saw her opening her eyes but the moment she realized that she was sleeping on my bed she immediately looked at the other side of the bed.

As if she was checking, whether...