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Chapter 86: Shadows in the Dark
The theater was dimly lit, the large screen flickering with scenes that meant nothing to Nikitha. The surround sound and occasional laughter from the audience felt distant, like echoes from another world. Physically, she was sitting beside Tharun in the comfortable recliner seats they had chosen in the back row for privacy. Mentally, she was miles away — trapped in memories and questions that refused to let go.
Why did you challenge me, Jay? You told me I loved you. You said you loved me. And now… you’ve won. I realize it now. I have loved you all along. Even through the fights, the distance, the pain… I loved you.
Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as the realization hit her harder than ever before.
But why were you so uncertain? Why couldn’t you just stick to me? Why couldn’t you be there when I needed you the most? How could you choose Sharmi so suddenly? Couldn’t you wait for me to realize? When we hadn’t even figured out what we had in store for each other… how could you let her in? You had sex with her in the morning… doesn’t that shame you? Or… have you started loving her?
The thought twisted like a knife. She felt her chest tighten, her breathing shallow.
Okay… if this is what you want, then I’ll let you go.
A single tear slipped down her cheek.
Suddenly, a warm, strong hand gently tightened around hers. Tharun. He leaned closer, his voice a low, soothing murmur in the dark.
“I know you’re not watching the film,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. “Just lay your head on my shoulder. I’ll hold you until you shed everything.”
Nikitha’s heart stuttered. The emotional support — so patient, so steady — hit her like a wave. In that moment, Tharun felt like an anchor in the storm she had created for herself. She hesitated for only a second before slowly resting her head on his shoulder. His arm came around her gently, pulling her closer, protective and warm.
For a long moment, they stayed like that. Then she whispered, voice barely audible over the movie’s soundtrack.
“Tharun… why are you so good to me?”
He turned his head slightly, his lips brushing her temple.
“Because I love you, Nikki. Because I want you in my life. Because I’m ready to take any risk for you.” His voice dropped lower, filled with quiet intensity. “I’m ready to be your shield, even now. I want to hold you tighter… bring my arms around you… kiss your forehead to ease your pain… give you assurance… kiss your lips to shower my love… kiss you in places you don’t expect, just to distract you from all your worries and sorrow… and make you feel I’m the only destination you have.”
He paused, his breath warm against her skin.
“But you tied my hands with your boundaries. Without you asking… I cannot let myself give you any sort of kisses or touches.”
Nikitha stayed still, her heart racing. The internal conflict raged — Jay’s face flashing in her mind, mixed with the safety and desire Tharun offered. Finally, with a shaky breath and a voice barely above a whisper, she said:
“Ease my pain…
distract me…
Tharun…
He looked at her, he knows the meaning, yet he waited for straight call.
Nikitha left the word with voice low..
Kiss me.”
Tharun didn’t hesitate. He gently lifted her chin with two fingers, turning her face toward him. Their eyes met in the flickering light of the screen — hers vulnerable and conflicted, his dark with restrained hunger and genuine care.
He lowered his head slowly, giving her every chance to pull away. When their lips met, it was soft at first — tender, almost reverent. But the moment she parted her lips, the kiss deepened. His tongue slipped in, tasting her slowly, savoring her. Nikitha let out a soft, involuntary moan into his mouth as the kiss grew hungrier, wetter, more desperate.
Tharun’s hand slid down her neck, tracing her collarbone, then lower. He cupped one of her full breasts through the thin fabric of her top, squeezing gently. His thumb brushed over her hardening nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her jaw, then lower, burying his face in the soft valley between her breasts. He kissed the exposed skin there. Nikitha arched into him, one hand gripping his hair, the other clutching his shoulder as soft, needy whimpers escaped her lips.
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“Tharun…” she breathed, voice trembling with pleasure and guilt.
Then he returned to her lips, kissing her wildly — deep, open-mouthed, tongues tangling with raw need. The theater’s darkness hid them, but the risk only made it more intense. Their breathing was ragged, bodies pressed close, hands roaming with growing urgency.
For those stolen minutes, Nikitha let herself drown in him — in the distraction, in the pleasure, in the feeling of being wanted so completely.
But even as Tharun’s mouth claimed hers again and again, a part of her heart still ached for the man she had left behind. She broke the kiss, Tharun looked at her puzzling.. Nikitha said i still need to confirm few more things will you wait for me..
He said yes. Nikitha let her head lay on his shoulder, she had already decided her decision to move on. With one last confirmation.. for herself to see.
The theater was dimly lit, the large screen flickering with scenes that meant nothing to Nikitha. The surround sound and occasional laughter from the audience felt distant, like echoes from another world. Physically, she was sitting beside Tharun in the comfortable recliner seats they had chosen in the back row for privacy. Mentally, she was miles away — trapped in memories and questions that refused to let go.
Why did you challenge me, Jay? You told me I loved you. You said you loved me. And now… you’ve won. I realize it now. I have loved you all along. Even through the fights, the distance, the pain… I loved you.
Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as the realization hit her harder than ever before.
But why were you so uncertain? Why couldn’t you just stick to me? Why couldn’t you be there when I needed you the most? How could you choose Sharmi so suddenly? Couldn’t you wait for me to realize? When we hadn’t even figured out what we had in store for each other… how could you let her in? You had sex with her in the morning… doesn’t that shame you? Or… have you started loving her?
The thought twisted like a knife. She felt her chest tighten, her breathing shallow.
Okay… if this is what you want, then I’ll let you go.
A single tear slipped down her cheek.
Suddenly, a warm, strong hand gently tightened around hers. Tharun. He leaned closer, his voice a low, soothing murmur in the dark.
“I know you’re not watching the film,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. “Just lay your head on my shoulder. I’ll hold you until you shed everything.”
Nikitha’s heart stuttered. The emotional support — so patient, so steady — hit her like a wave. In that moment, Tharun felt like an anchor in the storm she had created for herself. She hesitated for only a second before slowly resting her head on his shoulder. His arm came around her gently, pulling her closer, protective and warm.
For a long moment, they stayed like that. Then she whispered, voice barely audible over the movie’s soundtrack.
“Tharun… why are you so good to me?”
He turned his head slightly, his lips brushing her temple.
“Because I love you, Nikki. Because I want you in my life. Because I’m ready to take any risk for you.” His voice dropped lower, filled with quiet intensity. “I’m ready to be your shield, even now. I want to hold you tighter… bring my arms around you… kiss your forehead to ease your pain… give you assurance… kiss your lips to shower my love… kiss you in places you don’t expect, just to distract you from all your worries and sorrow… and make you feel I’m the only destination you have.”
He paused, his breath warm against her skin.
“But you tied my hands with your boundaries. Without you asking… I cannot let myself give you any sort of kisses or touches.”
Nikitha stayed still, her heart racing. The internal conflict raged — Jay’s face flashing in her mind, mixed with the safety and desire Tharun offered. Finally, with a shaky breath and a voice barely above a whisper, she said:
“Ease my pain…
distract me…
Tharun…
He looked at her, he knows the meaning, yet he waited for straight call.
Nikitha left the word with voice low..
Kiss me.”
Tharun didn’t hesitate. He gently lifted her chin with two fingers, turning her face toward him. Their eyes met in the flickering light of the screen — hers vulnerable and conflicted, his dark with restrained hunger and genuine care.
He lowered his head slowly, giving her every chance to pull away. When their lips met, it was soft at first — tender, almost reverent. But the moment she parted her lips, the kiss deepened. His tongue slipped in, tasting her slowly, savoring her. Nikitha let out a soft, involuntary moan into his mouth as the kiss grew hungrier, wetter, more desperate.
Tharun’s hand slid down her neck, tracing her collarbone, then lower. He cupped one of her full breasts through the thin fabric of her top, squeezing gently. His thumb brushed over her hardening nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her jaw, then lower, burying his face in the soft valley between her breasts. He kissed the exposed skin there. Nikitha arched into him, one hand gripping his hair, the other clutching his shoulder as soft, needy whimpers escaped her lips.
“Tharun…” she breathed, voice trembling with pleasure and guilt.
Then he returned to her lips, kissing her wildly — deep, open-mouthed, tongues tangling with raw need. The theater’s darkness hid them, but the risk only made it more intense. Their breathing was ragged, bodies pressed close, hands roaming with growing urgency.
For those stolen minutes, Nikitha let herself drown in him — in the distraction, in the pleasure, in the feeling of being wanted so completely.
But even as Tharun’s mouth claimed hers again and again, a part of her heart still ached for the man she had left behind. She broke the kiss, Tharun looked at her puzzling.. Nikitha said i still need to confirm few more things will you wait for me..
He said yes. Nikitha let her head lay on his shoulder, she had already decided her decision to move on. With one last confirmation.. for herself to see.
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