♡Love Shines♡

44. Live, Sweet & Raw?

Like the artist, who never forgets how to stroke,

Like a poet who never forgets how to recite,

My soul would never forget your existence. 

WE LOVE YOU SIDHARTH❤♾

SIDNAAZ FOREVER AND BEYOND ❤♾

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Grief.

Grief is really just love shehnaaz wanted to give but cannot. This was supposed to be her day of life.  To celebrate to love to cherish. But all she was doing was drifting him apart. Apart from her life, from her heart, apart from himself, tearing his emotions into countless number of pieces untill it grains and mixes with the sand.

Shehnaaz ran off as fast as she was dragged. She felt Sidharth having a reason himself to stay away was much better than spitting the truth now. He was dangerous. And nothing could make her risk her family honor. Her father's words.

Sidharth however determined to get hold of the truth, his anger made it worse. The deep down insecurities he planned to bury under didn't go that well. Him blaming and assuming things left him shattered in a way.

It was more than just grief to him. That urge to sway her away from any human eye, to let himself one believe in his love again, seemed to be totally impossible with shehnaaz reacting that much.

That love gathered in the corner of his eyes, in the lump of his throat and the hollow of his chest threatened to come out but just the bar stopping him from all, shehnaaz stopping him for all.

Smashing his palm over the pillar last time, sidharth walked towards the now almost empty penthouse, through the bar.

Placing the smoke stick between his lips, sidharth moved into a empty and dark room.

A strong whiff hit his nose as soon as the door flung open. Cranberry vodka?  He took a step inside still puffing on the stick.

The silk white shirt was all that visible and probably too much to race his heart like the falking star. Was she drunk?

The only light that came by liting the room was the moon light reflecting on the window glass, shining the room in silvery black. 

"Sana" he whispered as low as it can be.

"Hm" she responded, as if already knowing he would be here

And the next few minutes was just the heavy breaths that laced around the air, both of them took. Sidharth paced up a little stepping just before where she sat at the edge of the bed. Shehnaaz felt his palms on her knees exerting pressure, his breaths fanning from her nose to neck and finally on her knees.

Kneeling down before her, sidharth dipped his head on her left knee exhaling a breath he held up for so long.

"Sidh.."

" shh"  he kept quite, instead picking her one arm, he placed it on his head. Shehnaaz sniffled ehile continuing threading his hairs at the back of his head, pulling them and binding then around her fingers softly. He loves it.

"We are together in this!" He whispered pulling up his head after a while, "you are mine" his face now closer to her chin

" you mean it?" She asked in a whisper. Half of her mind already loosing in the essence of the bitter liquid and half in his wave of heat.

"From my every vein" sidharth confessed, sucking softly on her jawline, making her eyes close in warmth.  Shehnaaz tried her hard to resist

" what if, the time do not favours?" She whispered again, feeling his teeth now digging at her cheek, his cold palms reaching till her waist band. Shehnaaz knew this really wasn't there time. Too many things needed to be sorted out. But this time, this one single time she wanted to actually believe on their love and nothing else in this world. A selfish for ones. She craved this since years.