Tears welled up in Yn's eyes as she heard his words. The kiss felt bitter. Her heart pounded not with ecstasy but melancholy. He slowly pushed her down on the bed and hovered on top of her. He was not being rough. He was surprisingly gentle. But that didn't change the fact that his mind thought of Yn as Aaradhya, that his love is reserved for her, not Yn. He began trailing hot open mouth kisses down her neck. Her chest heaved with sobs as he moaned Aaradhya's name after each kiss.

"TAHIR!", she screamed making him stop. He shook his head to clear his vision and when realisation striked him, the colour drained from his face. She was under him, crying silently. He immediately got up and looked around without knowing what to do. He was horrified himself at what he was going to do. His restless gaze fixed on her again, this time not with fondness or lust but shock and hurt. All the effects of the alcohol disappeared at an instant as his mind could not comprehend the fact that why he was doing such a thing.