💌 Easy now, my sinners…

This chapter doesn’t rush.
It listens.

Nothing is fixed—only acknowledged.
Read gently.

Welcome to Chapter 92. 😈📖

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✨ Chapter 92: The Morning After the Truth

Morning arrived without ceremony.

No bells.
No raised voices.
No hurried footsteps echoing through the haveli.

Just light.

Soft, pale sunlight slipped through the carved jali windows, settling gently across the floor—as if asking permission to enter.

Meenal woke first.

She lay still for a moment, listening.

Not for tension.
Not for arguments.
Not for fear.

Only breathing.

Slow.
Even.

Beside her, Rajveer slept—on his back, one arm resting loosely between them, not guarding, not withdrawn.

His bare back rose and fell with each steady breath, a quiet rhythm that matched the stillness of the room. His skin looked untroubled, smooth as a pond at dawn.