A Loveless Alliance

Chapter- 43 [New Home]

SIDDHARTH'S POV

How can someone feel like they are at the ninth cloud yet their heart clenches at the same time?

My eyes refused to peel themselves away from the woman that sat beside me, staring at the night sky outside while her own smile which illuminates the darkest skies of my life was missing from her face.

This heart of mine wasn't able to hold itself still now that we were actually married.

Holy shit! I was Myra's husband now. A chill travelled down from my head to toe, causing my blood to heat up.

But, the faint traces of tears that stained her cheeks acted like a fire destroying the beautiful dreams I had woven in my head.

I wanted her, hell needed even, like oxygen to my blood, the beat to my heart, the light to my dark but not at the cost of her tears.

Leaning back at the seat comfortably, I blinded the windows and turned on the starlight roof of the rolls-royce, both of us sat in.

It being dark outside, the shine of those tiny sparkles increased two folds as if actual stars had come down and roofed our head.

Myra's attention was finally diverted to the inside of the car. My heart clenched as she looked at me, her damped cheeks and flushed nose sliced my chest bitterly.

The silence between us palpated with a sudden spark as I continued to hold her gaze.

Scotting a little closer, I dabbed the tip of my handkerchief under her eyes, wiping those feeble traces which were slitting my heart inch by inch.

That seemed to be the last point where her resistance broke, like the last leaf of a tree fell with the slightest blow of wind.

The edges of her eyes melted and a trail of fresh tears flew down those tender corners of her eyes.

My gut twisted horribly. The sight of her eyes filled with tears proved to be the most gut-wrenching, something which I just couldn't bear to look at.

"Myra.." My voice was barely above a whisper as I enveloped her in my arms.

Oh how I wish I could just keep her safe here forever.

A sob escaped her mouth, slicing my heart in half, as she clenched on the cloth of my shervani.

Each cry that snapped out of her felt like a dagger to my chest. There she was choking on her own tears and here my breath seemed to be leaving my side.

It was terrifying how much her pain was stirring different emotions in me.

I squeezed her tighter, holding her still against my torso as she buried her head inside my chest.

"Pearl.." My voice came out sounding the most pleading I had ever used.

"Look at me." I cupped her damped cheeks, tilting her head upwards to get a glimpse of her face. Ouch! My heart sank at those reddened eyes.

Had the reason behind them been a person, It would have been easy to slaughter them but how was one supposed to kill a situation? We could only put up a fight against it and hope to win somehow.

"Do you know how beautiful you look?"

"What?" Myra's eyebrows crashed together in confusion upon hearing my absurd question.

A slight smile crawled onto my lips amidst the tornado of high running emotions.

I softly caressed the strands of her hair falling over her face. "You look pretty even while crying, but.."