As they returned to their room after the eventful day, they were suddenly reminded of the problem they had forgotten about - the single bed. They stood there, looking at each other, the tension between them palpable. The silence stretched out for a few minutes, neither of them knowing what to say.Finally, Siddharth broke the silence. "I'll sleep on the sofa," he said, his voice low and gentle. He walked over to the sofa and sat down, making himself comfortable.But Shruti was not having it. "No, no, I'll sleep on the sofa," she said, her voice firm. She walked over