Leap of Faith

A Road To Nowhere

Harry Winston!

I took the box and went to settle my aching behind on the sofa. Still looking at the diamond, examining the facets. It was like an arrested glance. I couldn't look anywhere else! I let out a throaty chuckle. And for my own annoyance, the response came to my mind was even not suited for the situation.

"How can you be so rich?" I asked dumbly, finally breaking the stare from the stone to his tired face.

He smiled twitching his lips a bit. "I was born with the silver spoon!" he said and took tentative steps towards me. My brain had stopped thinking; I was not able to answer the particular question.

"You know what? When I was little, I always dreamed of having a diamond ring. It was my ultimate fascination," I remembered, while he sat with me on his sofa. I saw his face and I imagined what he must have been thinking. Why was I not answering? "I am talking crazy, don't I?"

"I don't think so. That is what makes you so unique. You are so genuine, like a kid. I adore that about you." He replied softly grazing my fingers. "I feel so lucky, that I am going to fulfill your ultimate fascination."

"About that," I mumbled dreading to say the next. "I was thinking... I mean... Even it is so beautiful and I love you like crazy... I am not ready to wear it yet!"

His face fell; the sad lines on his face became visible. "But why?" he said dropping to his knees in front of me. He took my face in his hands, desperately seeking assurance. "We can always marry whenever you are ready. We could marry in a few months, hell even a year! However, I want to be engaged to you. This ring would bind us both. It is my promise to you!"

At that moment, I felt like I did not deserve him. He has so much love to give. Maybe some other girl would have been overwhelmed with pure joy with a proposal from a man like Aayan. What is it that is holding you back? I asked my subconscious. He is here in front of you, on his knees, demanding the love. And you have nothing to say!

"I want to become someone. Please understand. I am all yours. You have to take my word for it!" I sighed, talking to my hand in my lap. I simply could not look into his eyes. He regained his seat beside me, not withdrawing his hand. Maybe he was thinking if he made a wrong decision. I did not know; the worry ate me.

"I will think about it. I see myself being your wife, believe it or not! But I can't answer you now." I blurted nervously. I had to find answers and sort things out about Vikram. With engagement and the pressure to get married, it would distract me. My current goal was to find out the truth about Vikram, if what I dread was true, then I had to expose him before he could harm Aayan or anybody from his family.

"You know, you have all the power over me, Trisha. You can choose to do anything. I am nothing but helpless!" he admonished. "Though I don't want to pressurize you."

"Thank you, baby." The partial burden on my heart was gone. Still, I had a mission at my sight. Very very crucial. "And by the way, the ring is beyond priceless. How did you manage to get hands on such a beautiful and big stone?"

"I picked up myself from Harry Winston at Delhi, before coming here today," he smiled the sweetest. I held my breath just looking at him.

"You are unbelievable, do you know that?" I replied straddling on his lap. "You are my hero. My savior. My love and my life!"

We kissed deeply again, for a long time. We slept that late night talking to each other.

***

I could feel the bright light with my closed lids. I opened my eyes cautiously, feeling a hand on my belly. I turned towards Aayan's sleeping form. He was breathing deeply with his legs entangled in the sheets. The view was addictive. Wow. My subconscious welled up. This is how we would wake every day.