Ada moved when the first light of morning crept through the curtains, sending a warm glow across the room. She blinked her eyes open, feeling Vidyut's body warm beneath her. His arms were snugly wrapped around her waist, and her head rested on his chest, rising and falling in time with his steady breath. She was taken aback by their position for a while, feeling a sense of serenity and safety she hadn't had in a long time, but then the recollection of the panic episode the night before came flooding back.