Mark: No, let them be. Let's go to our room first—then I need to check the other room I booked for Abhi and Ishana.
Khushi: But why? Didn't you already arrange everything?
Mark: Yeah, but I still want to double-check.
Manager: Sir, here's your room key.
Mark: Thanks. Let's go.
Khushi: Hmmm...
(In a while, we reached our room.)
Mark: Umm... you go in, I'll be back in a bit.
(I asked the manager for the master key because I had already handed the original key to Abhi.)
Manager: Sir, here's your master key.
Mark: Hmm.
(I opened the door, went inside the room, and saw the decoration they had done on the bed. I walked to the poolside and saw two chairs placed there.)
Why are these here? Didn't I clearly say there shouldn't be anything someone can sit or sleep on other than the bed? Get these out... and that dressing table chair too.
Manager: Yes, sir!
Mark: (I went into the bathroom. It was decorated with small candles, and the bathtub was filled with rose petals.
I checked the cupboard—there were two bathrobes.)
Now why is this here? Didn't I specifically say there should be only one towel and the lingerie I gave?
Manager: Sorry, sir. We must have misunderstood. We'll remove them immediately.
Mark: Hmm.
(Finally, now I can say they don't have any choice but to sleep on the bed together.
All set. Let's go back to my room.)
Khushi: (I opened the door to our room... wow, what a view. Everything is beautifully decorated. The entrance is lined with small candles. It's just the perfect atmosphere... for romance.)
Abhi: (I went to the lift, but she had already left. So I took the other lift up to the terrace.
When I reached... I saw her dancing in the rain, earphones in her ears... She looked so happy. The moment felt like a movie—perfect.
I never knew she could dance, especially with that tough attitude of hers.
Never mind—with a cute face like that, she can do anything.
She was lost in her world, eyes closed... and I was just standing there watching her.
She didn't even notice I was there.)
Ishana: (I reached the terrace, took out my earphones, and played "Shape of You."
What's better than dancing in the rain to some good music?
Even though I don't really know how to dance... still, I danced.
I closed my eyes and felt the rain drops falling on me... the cold air blowing through my hair...
Then I opened my eyes and saw Abhi watching me.
HELL! When did he come?!
Did he see me jumping around like a monkey in the rain?
Why is he even here?!
He's standing in the shade with his hands in his pockets, holding his coat. His shirt sleeves are folded... I won't admit it, but he's looking so damn hot.
His arms don't even have hair... ugh, I like that. Crap.
What is wrong with me? I'm crushing on him!
Get a grip, Ishana.)
When did you come?
Abhi: When you were putting on your earphones.
Ishana: Why didn't you say anything?
Abhi: You had your earphones in. It would've been useless.
What? Why are you awkward now? Continue...
It's not like I'm taking a video or showing this to someone.
Ishana: Uhmm... I don't want to dance anymore.
(I started walking toward the lift.)
Abhi: (She was clearly embarrassed and about to leave. I stepped in front of her, walking slowly.
She started backing up.
She was completely soaked—her hair sticking to her neck.
I stepped out from the shade, letting the rain pour on me.
I took the earphones from her hand, put one in my ear, the other in hers.
Raised an eyebrow as a gesture—like, "Let's dance."
I held her hands, spun her around...
Then grabbed her waist and pulled her close.
Raindrops were falling on her head, trailing down her hair, her nose... her lips.
She had the softest smile—it looked so cute.
I didn't even think for another second.
I bent my head... and kissed her.
She widened her eyes, hands on my shoulders, trying to push me away...
But I held her tightly, not letting her move even an inch.
As my lips touched hers, my heart exploded with excitement.
It felt amazing... sweet... I can't even describe it.
She clutched my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my skin.
I didn't care.
Her lips were soft.
I closed my eyes and kept kissing her.
She didn't respond—probably from the shock.)
Ishana: (WHAT?! Why is he standing in front of me?!
Move, dude. I don't know what I'll do. Just save yourself.
He tossed his coat aside and walked toward me.
Let's not go near him... what if I cross a line? He'll think I like him.
Even his eyes... damn, they're too intense.
I looked down to break eye contact—he's wearing formal shoes.
Now even his shoes look attractive to me.
What the heck is wrong with my brain?!
His hands are still in his pockets.
He's wearing a watch that somehow makes his hand look more... attractive.
He took one hand out, took the earphones from me, and gently moved my hair to place one in my ear...
The way he touched me—it gave me goosebumps. What is happening to me?!
Rain is pouring down on him—his hair's wet.
He looks so hot.
He took my hands, spun me around...
Then pulled me close.
I instinctively grabbed his shoulders.
Then he started leaning in... I didn't even understand what was happening.
He wasn't looking into my eyes—he was looking... at my lips.
Then he kissed me!!!
I was so shocked I froze.
I didn't see it coming.
I mean... he tried to kiss me before, but he didn't actually do it.
I tried to push him away, but he didn't let me.
He held me tight, and I just stood there.
His lips were so soft...
I don't know why, but I went numb.
And deep down...
I didn't want him to stop.)
Mark: It's been a while since they went to the
Terrace....