A Loveless Alliance

Chapter-23 [Because,him]

MYRA'S POV

My shoes hit the ground hard as I ran back towards my clinic. Raghav's tormenting presence had caged me and all my senses in. When he was in front of me, all I could see and hear was the potential dangers he always carried behind his back.

Now that I was finally out of that trance, my ears perked out, alert at various sounds of explosions and chaos. A ball of panic descended itself in my gut, so unsettling like a haunting presence.

The echo of my fast steps ringed in my ear, I pushed myself as far as I could. "Myra madam, thank god you are here!" The sudden presence of a man dressed in all black, probably a guard, halted my steps.

I gulped hard, trying to catch my breath. "What happened??" I asked, my eyes searched for a positive sign on his face to prove that everything was fine, I was still in my nightmare.

"The clinic caught fire. Siddharth sir went inside to search for you."

I was wrong, it wasn't a nightmare but freaking reality dressed in a pretty suit, holding a knife against my neck ready to destroy everything into bits.

I felt like I was in a cursed movie where everything kept going wrong. A gush of urgency washed over me as I turned to the right, sprinting in the direction of the main door of the hospital.

"Siddharth!!" My voice came out louder than I thought, withstanding the gravity of the situation.

A gasp broke free from my mouth. A crack crawled and stopped right in the middle of my chest as I saw a part of my clinic, I gave up everything for, engulfed in fire.

Before I could even register the pain, A blanket of immaculate comfort covered me, away from all the ills of the world. It took me a second to realize that Siddharth had embraced me.

The warmth of his touch creeped inside the cracks of my chest, filling me with a sense of relief I didn't know I was yearning for. All my emotions I was keeping in check until now reached their boiling point under his familiar presence.

I discreetly let a sob free in the comfort of his firm yet tender chest. This place, his arms, may not belong to me but God! I didn't want to leave this heavenly place.

I had always abided by the rules, walked in a straight line but this time I wanted to steal a few moments from the clock and let myself float in his arms.

Every reassuring word from him was a step away from the darkness which was ready to gulp me in. I felt the shell surrounding me breaking apart with every gentle touch he planted, without even knowing about the monsters of my mind he was saving me from.

Siddharth cupped my face once again. The way he held my gaze, everything else blurred leaving those amber orbs the only thing I could focus on. "Myra? Is something else troubling you?"

Something was pulling my emotions in all different ways, stretching them beyond my capacity. I was afraid they would burst out any moment and that question of his proved to be my last straw before a bitter cry snapped out of me.

"Can I just have another hug?" Those words were still half inside my mouth when he had already pulled me closer. Something dark and vague flickered in his eyes before he squeezed me tighter.

It was exactly what I needed to keep me from falling down, a few more moments of peace before I allowed myself to face the situation. The fire was already extinguished, all the guards were doing their work, some had their eyes fixed upon us but I couldn't care about that right now.