° CHAPTER 48

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Stressed
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Tara casually flung her heels, leaving Vikram to collect and neatly arrange them on his shoe shelf alongside his own shoes. Meanwhile, Tara carelessly dropped her bag and mobile onto the couch as Vikram diligently placed the food and 'drinks' they purchased onto the dining table.

Pragi kitta soltiya?

Hmmm

Vikram couldn't help but chuckle at Tara which hurt her ego. She stormed to him with a glare,

Yedhuku enna paarthu sirikiringa?

Vikram reluctantly raised his hands in surrender, acknowledging the intensity of her intimidating glare. Shaking his head rapidly, he tried to diffuse the tension. 

Na sirikalaye!

Tara spared him a final glance before twisting her lips in a gesture of annoyance and headed off to take a bath. Watching her leave, Vikram's face lit up with a broad smile.

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Tara had now established a habit of keeping a few sets of clothes at Vikram's place, as staying over had become a regular occurrence. As they both sat on the floor, she crossed her legs while Vikram served her the food they had bought. Tara ate in silence, savoring each bite. Tara leans towards Vikram, her eyes filled with genuine concern as she asked

Unga sessions'lam yepdhi poguthu? 

With a warm smile, he reassured

Nalla pogudhu

Tara had made it a point to consistently inquire about his psychiatry sessions, No matter whatever is happening in her life. Especially realizing through her own research that medical professionals alone were not sufficient for his mental health improvement; he needed a supportive environment at home as well. She had taken it upon herself to become that support system for him.

Sitting close to each other, Tara patiently listened as Vikram opened up about his mental health experiences. At first, he was hesitant to share much, but as the days went by, he gradually started to reveal more. The weight he had carried in silence for so long seemed to melt away as he found solace in sharing his thoughts and emotions with her. Tara's presence and understanding made him feel safe and unburdened. Tara held space for him, offering unwavering love and support. She celebrated his progress and encouraged him to keep working on his mental well-being.

Tara was already setting up Vikram's balcony with the fluffy rug she had bought specifically for this occasion. With meticulous care, she arranged the cozy setting, creating a comfortable and inviting space. Meanwhile, Vikram arranged the wine and glasses. As everything was in place, Tara eagerly took her seat across from Vikram, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Vikram found himself torn between two reactions. On one hand, he felt a sense of guilt, knowing that he was technically the reason behind Tara's unique and hilarious way of coping with stress. On the other hand, he couldn't help but find it genuinely amusing. 

Vikram couldn't help but chuckle affectionately as Tara made her trademark "scrunchy cat face" after downing her wine in one swift gulp. He found her adorable quirks endearing, a source of amusement and love. Carefully, he took the glass from her hand and placed it down, a playful smile lingering on his lips. Tara, still recovering from the taste of the wine, wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

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