A Loveless Alliance

Chapter-29 [Play-fight]

SIDDHARTH'S POV

Earlier...

I couldn't. I just couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting to feel her presence beside me once again, to hear her laugh because of me while I sat there feeling myself sinking in an ocean of emotions that were foreign to me until she happened.

I had gone weeks without meeting anyone, burying myself under the words printed on paper. Not a frown troubled me then but this week had been nothing less than a punishment.

We talked two times on call to discuss something about the wedding ceremony but 15 minutes of her voice weren't enough for me to spend the other 10065 minutes without wishing she was by my side.

Like magic was spelled on me and weirdly I would dread it if it ever broke. Everytime I touched a paper this week, I wished it were her cheek. The way she swayed in my arms at that party, how we fitted together like two pieces made to be moulded in one another.

At that moment, she belonged to me and I belonged to her.

I could still feel how her pulse fluttered under my fingertips and how my heart jumped at every connection of her eyes with mine.

But when has the world worked in the favour of one's wishes? Even if my heart crumbles itself to shreds and I break away every wall I had ever built, one thing would never change.

"I can't love you ever." A bitter chuckle broke out of my chest as that haunting sentence echoed in my brain once again.

From running away from my emotions, I didn't realise when I came here to run in real life. Maybe sprinting through cold sea breeze would bring the needed sense back into my brain and I could go back to norma-

The hell? Have I started hallucinating? My steps came to an abrupt halt as a figure, one like in dreams, came in front of my vision. I narrowed my eyes to look closer, it was really her.

She sat there looking like a fallen angel straight from heaven, the one who was capturing my mind, soul and heart slowly while I could do nothing against it.

My steps moved in her direction without even thinking. The word "restraint" erased itself from my dictionary with each step I took towards Myra and her being the calming chaos to my chaos; Within a few minutes I ended up with an orange stroke on my white tee.

"I have never seen a smile as beautiful as yours. A smile could never suit anyone better than you."

Shit...
I cursed myself internally when those words came ringed in my ears. I wasn't supposed to actually say them out loud to her. The sweet wind tickled my ear, resulting in a chill running down my spine when Myra's smile gleamed even more.

That's when my eyes fell on the canvas that Myra had placed down a minute ago and the yellow stroke over my t-shirt. "You ruined my clothes." A smirk tugged on my lips as I glanced back into her captivating eyes.

"You shouldn't have forced me to show you the half done painting." The tone of her voice was rather soft, unparallel to the situation.

"Myra.." She hummed in response, a line of curiosity ran through her eyes at the sudden shift in my tone. I ran a tongue over my tongue, as if I had something serious to say, "I already saw the painting."

Myra stood there still, eyes widened in surprise and lips parted at the realisation as she quickly darted her eyes towards the canvas that laid open to everyone's view.

"Shit.." Myra almost whined, wanting to rewind the time or erase my memory. In a swift movement she knelt down and covered the painting with an opaque plastic sheet. A little frown sat between her brows the whole time as she nibbled on her lower lip.