Aurora - An Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction

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"Cause my love is mine, all mine
I love mine, mine, mine
Nothing in the world belongs to me
But my love mine, all mine, all mine"

Their first day in Italy had been magical, and Myra couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the trip had in store. As they explored the charming streets of Florence, visited historic landmarks, and indulged in delicious Italian cuisine, Abhishek’s sweetness only seemed to increase. He was attentive, always holding her hand or placing a protective arm around her waist, and he showered her with compliments that made her heart flutter.

As the day wore on, they found themselves wandering through a beautiful piazza. The cobblestones underfoot were picturesque but not the most comfortable to walk on, especially in heels. Myra's legs were beginning to ache, but she didn't want to complain and spoil the moment.

Abhishek, however, noticed the slight limp in her step. He stopped abruptly and knelt down in front of her, surprising her.

"Kya hua?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

"Your heels," he said simply, reaching down to take them off. "Why do you even wear these things?"

Myra laughed softly, a little embarrassed. "Not everyone has the height like you do."

Abhishek looked up at her, his eyes twinkling with affection. "Not everyone has the beauty and intelligence like you do, but you don't see me complaining about it."

Myra felt a blush creep up her cheeks. She was at a loss for words, which was a rare occurrence for her. Before she could respond, Abhishek finished removing her heels and stood up, offering his back to her.

"Piggyback?" he asked with a grin.

"Seriously?" Myra said, but she couldn’t help but smile.

"Seriously," he replied, looking over his shoulder at her with that same endearing grin.

She climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head against his shoulder. Abhishek's hands were firm and steady as they held her legs, and she felt a sense of warmth and safety envelop her.

"You're amazing, you know that?" she murmured into his ear.

"Just doing my job, ma'am." he teased, but she could hear the sincerity in his voice.

As they made their way back to the villa, Myra couldn't help but notice how nervous Abhishek seemed. He kept glancing around, his mind seemingly elsewhere. It was unlike him to be so distracted, and she wondered what was going on.

That night, after a quiet dinner at the villa, they settled on the couch to relax. Myra snuggled up to Abhishek, enjoying the closeness and the simple pleasure of being together. His fingers traced patterns on her arm, as he played with her hair, his touch gentle and reassuring.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, looking up at him.

"Of course," he said, smiling down at her. But there was a hint of something in his eyes—something she couldn't quite place.

"You've been acting a little strange," she pressed gently. "Nervous, almost."

Abhishek chuckled, but it sounded a bit forced. "Just... a lot on my mind, I guess. Chhod na. Doesn't matter."

Myra decided not to push further. She knew he would tell her when he was ready. Instead, she leaned in and kissed his cheek, feeling the tension in his body melt away slightly.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you more, My." he replied, pulling her closer.

As they drifted off to sleep, Myra couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about to happen. Little did she know, Abhishek had his own plans for this trip—plans that would change their lives forever.