~~Samaira's PoV~~
The very next day, as soon as I woke up, I immediately got off the bed to freshen up. Rishi wasn't in the room.
I have to leave for the lab early today. I have to double-check Meera's story for any loopholes.
I brushed my hair, wore my watch and was all set to leave.
Rishi entered the room just in time.
"I don't like you," I said. His steps in my direction halted.
I didn't know a better way to break it to him. We need to be stern with the rejections, a softer approach will give them a little hope.
"Drink this before you leave," he said putting the smoothie on the glass table.
"You heard me?" I asked him. He needs to make it clear to me that he understood.
I wanted a one-year contract with no attachments. I can't get distracted.
"I heard you," he said and walked out of the room.
"So, you...don't like me?" I had to be ensured.
"I don't like you. I love you," he said standing still in his place. I didn't respond to his confession. He was looking at me with so much vulnerability in his eyes, but I chose to stay silent.
He walked out of the room. He can't do that, we are not done yet.
If he finds something more precious than me, Rishi is going to leave just like I would.
I followed behind him with the smoothie in my hand.
"You will give your feelings up for me," I said running behind him.
These are fleeting emotions, they will pass with time. He is just mesmerised with novelty. Once, he gets to know me, his feelings will perish.
"I will not," he stated firmly.
"How many days have you known me for? Three days. That is all," I tried to reason with him.
"You can't make someone give up their feelings for you just because you don't want to love them back," he argued.
He will have to give up because I am not.
"Who falls in love in three days? Damn it," I yelled at him.
His steps halted and he turned around.
"I have been in love with you for nineteen years, eight months and nine days. You don't get to tell me to give up," he lashed out at me.
He was nine when he fell for me.
Now, I remember him. He must be the birthday boy who argued mindlessly with me for a chocolate.
"You were nine, a freakin child. I don't think you can even call it love."
What does he even know about me to love me? My eating disorder. That is just the cherry on the top.
"Stop it, Samaira," he said.
"You stop it." I threw the smoothie I was holding onto the ground.
It was spilt everywhere. I shouldn't have done that. I lost control in anger.
"You want to take out your frustration on me, feel free.
You want me to tell you, that I have given up. Fine. I will LIE. I have given up on you." He left me alone in the hallway.
"I will never love you," I yelled for him to hear it.
Loving me didn't end well for anyone. Why don't people understand? I don't want to be loved. Leave me alone.
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Mystery / Thriller# Book 3 (can be read as standalone) Samaira is an innocent girl whose entire world turned upside down the day her father died. Her father was killed by her uncle, and she witnessed it. But that was a lie her father made her believe. He was alive. H...
