"Rhea, how about we go for a trip?" Rhea, who was doing her little night routine in front of the dressing table, looked at me through the mirror.

I was sitting on the bed with my laptop on a pillow on my lap. I raised one eyebrow at her when she didn't respond. She raised both of her eyebrows as if to say, 'Where did this sudden idea of a trip come from?'

I chuckled, shutting my laptop and placing it on the nightstand. I walked towards her, "What are you staring at? Can't we go on a trip with Aarush?" I sat on the small space remaining on the ottoman stool, almost pushing her.

She huffed, got up, and sat on my lap. And let me tell you, I love this. I love how she is opening up and trying to be more comfortable with me. I slid both of my arms around her waist under her t-shirt, which happened to be mine, mismatched with one of her capris.

"Why suddenly?" she rested her head on my shoulder and sighed as I lightly massaged her head with my other hand.