Together On A Coffee Date

Liar

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And she stares at me saying nothing. She glances in my eyes with discomfort written on her face. I wait for her to say something, a single word but nothing comes from her side, after 2 minutes the silence has become unsettling for me. I wonder why is she just staring at me like this without saying anything.

I sip my coffee and compliments it to break the silence, "The coffee is delicious."

"If you didn't want to tell me your love story. You could have told me. You didn't have to tell me a fake love story." She states in calm but annoyed tone.

Her words make me choke on my coffee immediately and I burn my tongue. I shuffle my hands on the table for a tissue paper. When I find it, I start dabbing it on my lips.

"I don't understand what you mean?" I question her hiding my eyes from her. While her eyes bores into me like a cop and I feel like a culprit sitting in front of her.

"I mean that your love story is not your real love story." She utters firmly.

I know she is saying the truth and I have recited her a fake story but how does she know it? What is she? A mind reader or something. I feel suspicious about her.

My eyes graze at her in confidence and pride and I ask, "How do you know my love story is false?"

She smiles at me. "Well, I can see it in your eyes." She responds.

Her response sounds way too hilarious and fictional to me.

"What? You see it in my eyes. I didn't expect you to be a eye reader." I mock her sarcastically.

But a small calming smile erupts on her lips. I wonder why her calm smile is looking threatening to me. It is as if she is taunting me for lying, making fun of her and then also her smile is revealing that she is not lying. She is truthful and she can really read my eyes and unveil my secrets.

"How do you know, how the eyes of a person looks when he recites a love story when you didn't even love anyone in your life?" I question her.

To this her taunting but composed smile got wider and she replies, "I must not have loved anyone in my life, but I still heard many love stories. I told you I love love stories. And to be honest for once I believed your story but when you ended it. I knew you were lying."

Ah! I thought she was a doll confined behind glass but now I come to know why they say don't judge a book by its cover. She is so smart in giving her answers that they just hit you directly in your heart.

Now, I am caught red-handed and I can't lie anymore. I am feeling embarrassed about lying to her.

I look at the table in front of me and mumbles, "I am sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you." I lift up my eyes at her wondering what she must be thinking about me. But to my wonder her gaze softens hearing my words. And that makes me confuse.

"It's okay, You are forgiven." She taps at my hand to cheer me.

I feel more guilty. She should have been angry at me but she is so polite and saying it's okay. Now, I wonder if she was right about eye reading thing and that's because she is some magician and all. I am waiting for her to tell me she is a vampire like Edward told Bella in twilight. And I won't search about her on internet to see if vampires are real. I will just believe her. Because I am already deep in guilt. So, I can't untrust her anymore.

"I am really guilty for what I did." I look at her and continue, "I said all that because I couldn't tell you my real love story. Because it's not something which anyone can understand. It something which sounds weird, not that romantic and...and.. And" I can't say after and, because I am not able to find a perfect word for it. So that I can explain her that I didn't tell her my love story because.....

"And because it sounds forbidden to people." She cut short my thoughts with her words that peirce my heart like a bullet on bull's eye. On the perfect spot of my heart. How, How? She can explain something that I want to explain her so smoothly. My eyes grazes at her in conflict.

"I told you I have heard many stories, And many of them are forbidden. A misfit for the society. Though, love had always been a misfit in the society. And the restlessness, the fear, and your lie explains that your story being forbidden is the only reason behind all of this. I don't think there can be any other reason behind it." She states in the response to my inner conflict.

I lay all my weapons in front of her being vulnerable and helpless. I feel tired and feel like for the first time someone understand how tiring it is to bear all the secrets in your heart. Being afraid of everyone. Now, I don't think I can hide anything from her. Because she reads me like I am an old book in her shelf whose story she already knows.

"I actually didn't tell my story, because I was afraid that you will not understand, that you will also... "

"Judge you???" She utters

"Yep, I nodded."

"I won't, trust me I won't." She utters. Her voice sounds calming and genuine to my heart.

To be continued...

Author's Note

✥Will you forgive him if your were on her side?
✥What do you think about both of their personality?
✥What do you think he will do next?
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