Destined Soulmate

17.

●SIDDHANT

My sleep was disrupted as I heard a faint sound of someone crying. I am normally a very heavy sleeper, but the sound got louder.

I opened my eyes with a frown. I looked around to see where the sound was coming from -

FUCK Diya was crying on the sofa.

I hurriedly got up and went to her. I knelt down in front of her.

"Diya, what happened? Why are you crying?" I tried to talk to her.

I glanced at the clock, and it was 2 in the morning. What's going on?

"Diya, did someone say anything to you?" I asked again, but she was still crying.

I don't know why, but I had a sudden urge just kill the person who made her cry. The last time she cried was during her bidai.

"God, Diya, speak something. You are making me worried." She looked at me with tears in her eyes. My heart aches seeing her like that.

Dammit it didn't suit her. I never hated anything till now, but at this moment,what I hated the most were the tears in her eyes.

I don't know why, but I couldn't bear the sight. It felt uncomfortable or maybe odd. I don't know, but something happened in my chest. I was feeling as if it burnt.

Diya wiped the tears. "H-he-" she tried speaking.

"Who? Did someone do anything?" My heart beat accelerated, as my brain imagined the worst scenarios.

I made her stand up. I placed my hands on her arms so she could stand still.

"He di-died. S-she di-didn't even g-get to know ab-bout hi-his de-ath, " she said between her cries.

"Who are you talking about?" I asked,
confused. She didn't hear me she was still crying. My eyes landed on a book beside her,

So she was crying because of the book. I smiled as I was relieved. I took a long breath. I wiped her tears. She spoke again, maintaining eye contact.

"She was waiting for him to show up. Why did he have to die? They deserved a happy ending."

"I haven't even finished the last two pages. And he already--" I was listening to her attentively when she suddenly wrapped her hands around me.

SHE HUGGED ME.

My breath hitched. My heart was racing. It felt so ethereal. My mind suddenly stopped working. I could sense she was speaking, but I didn't hear a single voice.

She felt so right like this. If felt as if this is where I belong ;with her, wrapped in her arms. Am I feeling like this because I have not been hugged by someone or because the one who hugged me is DIYA.

I know I have come close to her a few times, but it was to tease her. But this is different. I hate physical touch, but I love this closeness between us. I love this feeling. Were Raghavs' words true?

I hesitantly raised my hand and rubbed her head. I placed my other hand on her waist.

I don't even know how to console someone.

"It's just a book, Diya." She made a little distance between us as she heard me.

"You won't understand," she huffed as she glared at me.

She started at me for a while and stepped back. I felt as if I was missing her warmth.

She tidied her hair a little and moved towards her side of bed, mumbling something.