He took a small step and came close. His face was near mine and I could easily hear his breath. Although I knew what he was going to do, I couldn't back my steps. My legs were no more listening to me. 

Was he really going to do that? Is this for real? Is it necessary? What am I suppose to do now??

Instantly I remembered our talk just before this ceremony. He told me that there might be such situations so I don't have to worry anything and that he'll manage. He also told that when such things arise we have show fake things and put up a good act infront of all the invited guests and the media. I was calm at once when I recalled his words.

I looked into his eyes that were already fixed on mine. Taking a deep breathe I closed my eyes letting him to lead the angle. I felt one of his hand rubbing softly on my belly and then rested on my back. His another hand softly brushed my cheek and my ear. He pulled me at a jolt making me flushed all of a sudden. But I dare not open my eyes.

My mind turned blank. Slowly I felt something onto my lips...something wet...something soft. His lips calmly rested on my lips. The air he exhaled blew directly onto my nose giving me cringe. 

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