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Chapter 18

"You took my first kiss." My voice was an agony-filled whisper. I could still feel the warmness on my lips and sense my body whizzing in the passion. For a twinkling second, I saw his exterior soften, and I recall how tender he can be if he preferred to.

Soon, the armor of voidness camouflaged his frailty, "So what? Are you going to cry about it? In this world everything happens unexpectedly, you don't get time to prepare yourself, so get over it, it was just a kiss." Sharpness of his words sliced my heart into two. I sighed heavily, letting my head drop. Tears were freely flowing with my rough infusion of breath.

What he had said was a brutal truth of the universe. Unexpected things always happens when we are not prepared for it. I didn't expect Aiden and I would be kissing just like I didn't expect the kiss would so sweet and enchanting. I often envisioned, that my first kiss would be tender and magical, just like a fairytale has recited, but kissing Aiden made me realize tenderness wasn't something I was looking for, but rather a harsh gentleness, which Aiden bestowed me. His kiss whispered a rare kind of brutality, soft brutality. And it was far better than my imagination.

Perhaps, for him, it was merely one of the myriad kisses he had experienced with many women, but for me, it was a piece of me that I gave him. To him and others, it's the trivial notion that I was exaggerating a kiss that people tossed here and there without giving a second thought but to me, it was a medium of reflecting affection to the people who I care for and love. So, I can't vanquish the kiss like it didn't imply anything.

Why do his kiss had felt so perfect, why couldn't it be cold like him? Perhaps then it could have been forgotten so easily. His insensitive demeanor was like ice water on me, if he yearned to confront me with actuality, all he could be a little modest and not had mortified me.

"You are inconsiderate evil," I cried out, he should know how much he had hurt me with his words. I saw a flicker of remorse in his gaze which departed quickly and a frigid veil fell on his face.

"That I am but I already warned you from starting, haven't I?" He drew out through his clenched teeth.

I wondered, was he the same individual who for a sheer moment showed his vulnerable side or just bestowed me with my first earth-shattering gentle kiss, he couldn't be the same person because all I could see now was the heartless person who couldn't care less.

There were no words left to say between us, he was realistic on his part and my sentiment wasn't significant. My shoulder dropped in defeat, he will never understand the emotions and he will never understand my perspective.

"Never show me your face again." I whirled around left him with my ambiguous vision and a heavy heart, frozen in the same place.

Ultimately, life surprises us with unexpected moments and we should accept them smoothly, without question because who knows, perhaps it could be disguised as a blessing.

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When everything is balanced and perfect in my world, devastation, perpetually from somewhere discovers a path to spread his havoc cruelly and beautifully. The only difference between cruel and beautiful was that cruel was expected, and beautiful wasn't. Beautiful devastation is more grievous than cruel because who would, after catching a glimpse of the rainbow admire the plain blue sky?

And Aiden was beautiful devastation, the kiss we experienced together was beautiful devastation. The taste of his sinful lips still lingered on my mouth, even after the rift of one entire night, and what misfortune was I didn't yearn to wash it away, even after his insolence.

"For umpteenth time Emerald, what has swamped you?" Lucy implored, again.

That day, perhaps I might have not unraveled the mystery of Aiden but I deciphered one crucial notion, Aiden constantly believes that I was a pretender. He believes everyone was a pretender, he just saw a vicious part of the world and when an individual does a good deed for him, his natural tendency believes that there was some terrible agenda behind it. The definition of trust and help was unfamiliar to him.