Whispers Of Hearts ( Completed )

Chapter - 22

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Recap: Myra's wedding preparations are done and the family arrive at the wedding hall.

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It was late night and Myra walked down the shore rubbing her arms.

The serene beauty of the sea on the full moon night with chill breeze was something Myra wanted to admire with her husband and that was on her bucket list.

Now she sat on the sand with her hands wrapped around her legs pulled to her chest and she smiled at the waves teasing the shore non stop. A shawl was wrapped around her and she saw a man sitting next to her from her peripheral view.

She was watching the sea and he was watching her.

Myra: You should see the beauty in front of you.

" Yeah, I m doing that. Trust me, the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in my life " He said without averting his eyes from her.

Myra blushed to his words and closed her eyes when she felt him leaning towards her and his hot breathe fanning the side on her neck. She gulped hard when he kissed her earlobe with his lips lingering a little longer.

Her ear turned red and her chest started heaving as her breathe labored. He duck his face a little and placed a kiss on her pulse which made her open her eyes instantly. She looked to her side but he was missing. She looked around and realization hit her that she was in the room of bride in the wedding hall.

Myra: What is with this dream today and at this time ? I never had such a dream all my life and it happened to be today ? Why god ? He looked familiar from the silhouette but who could he be ?

She gulped some water from the bottle on the nightstand and saw the time was 4 in the morning. She is getting married in another 5 hours and she was having a dream of a man kissing her. She laughed at her mind and sat leaning on the headboard rubbing her temples.

The door opened and her mother Vasundra entered the room carrying the beautiful garland in her hand followed by the bridal artist.

Vasundra: Myu, I came to wake you up. Come on go complete your bath and you need to get ready quickly.

Myra didn't speak a work in reply and entered the washroom. She stood before the mirror and looked at her face but she couldn't feel any excitement and there was no glow on her face like a bride.

Myra Mv: You can do this Myra, for your amma, appa and most importantly for him. You knew he will never be yours and its been a year, you let go of him for your sake. Now you cannot disappoint your parents so get ready. You are the bride and your life awaits a new beginning in 5 hours. I hope god and love never fail me.

Myra came out bathed and dressed in a casual legging and top. She sat on a chair by the window trying to calm her mind that was racing very unusual from from the last few hours. An hour later the bridal artist started dressing her. Two hours later Myra was dressed in a beautiful red silk saree with contrast green blouse. She was beautifully adorned with temple jewel collections and her hair was braided and adorned with jasmine flowers. She stood before the mirror and there stood the most beautiful bride.

The artist left the room and Myra sat on the chair waiting to be called but nothing happened. Her mother and father returned to the room with tears ridden cheeks and hugged her.

Vasundra: Sorry Myu, we are so sorry. Why does this happen to my child only ? Why can't the god give her some happiness in her life ? We should have not lived in this city at all ?