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"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse."
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
She broke him in the w...
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“Get out. We are done for the day.”
Whatever she says always manages to make me think deep about my fucking life, I don't want that now.
I don't want to know how much I suck in life and how ungrateful I am for feeling like a burden while having parents who would give their lives for me.
Her gaze is filled with…pity. Fuck! I don't need someone to pity me right now. Not being able to match her stupid gaze, I stood up from the couch to open the door for her.
It would be better if she fucking leaves me alone. Amaira passes a sad smile towards me, she walks behind me and turns to leave the apartment.
Suddenly, she halts in her steps, for a moment she stands before me, lost in some of her dense thoughts.
Amaira scoots towards me as she keeps her notebook on the side table. Right away, she strides in my direction and wraps her arms around me.
Fuck!
What the fuck is this girl doing?
Amaira's heart thumps against my rib as she snuggles closer to me. What the hell!
Her touch burns over my skin, my place races through my veins, a sudden current short circuits in my brain and my posture turns stiff.
Why is she hugging me all of a sudden?
The urge to wrap my arms around her small figure rushed down upon me, her touch lights a fire inside me, yet I can't hug her back.
She is still not 18. Any wrong move will turn into a lifelong regret.
The warmth from her hug spread light through my chest as I didn't make any effort to turn back or let go.
Her water lilies scent moves right through my veins, the ends of her long hair descending to her waist slightly flickered over my hand.
Blood rushed down to my face as the air in the atmosphere turned cold. Amaira's body stills, the fire radiating from her subsides as she turns rigid.
Her hold on me turns loose, and she takes a step back. All the embarrassment rushed down to her cheeks as they turned completely red.
A tick feathers in her jaw as she gulps hard, “Thankyou for teaching me.” She says instantly.
Without waiting for a second more, she turns around and runs out.
A laugh left my throat at her behavior. Cute.
If teaching her would get me a hug everyday, then I am happy with that six months arrangement.
