A Loveless Alliance

Chapter 79 [Swim]

SIDDHARTH'S POV

Time stood lost in the background, like a faded dusty wallpaper, as we both stayed on the floor;

Enclasping one another, lost in a whole nother world, like our lives depended on it (mine did), while I tried to make sense of it all.

It felt as if I was trespassing a dream. A dream so bewitched I wouldn't otherwise dare to see it even under the thick blanket of secrecy the night offers.

I had stopped picturing something so beautiful in my reality long ago, let alone feel like I deserved it.

Maybe I didn't.

My grip on Myra's waist hardened at the troubling thought, as I let my fingertips sink a little deeper in the curve of her belly.

I might not be worthy of her but I sure as well knew, no one else was even close.

A great thing about human beings is that they can change.

So, If she needed blue, I could paint myself, drink ink, cut off my oxygen but I would be her blue before anyone could even imagine what the colour looked like.

In short, I wasn't leaving. Not now, not tomorrow or ever. Not until, even an inch of shadow of her was in my share.

My knees turned sore from continuously staying on the ground, but it was the last thing that concerned me right now.

I had already placed Myra on my thighs within five minutes of her being on the ground with me.

Leaning my hips on my ankles, with both of her legs on my right side, and head on my chest, I let my left thumb draw irregular shapes on her shoulder.

"You are staring." After enduring the dangerously addictive burns on my neck and jaw for the past few minutes, I faced the source of that fire.

Her eyes.

My heart leaped weirdly, as if it saw a ghost; but not for the horrors of it, but for the oddness.

Myra looked at me like one stares at their own reflection through the purest waters. As if I had no traces of sins under my flesh, as if I wasn't even capable of tarnishing the most beautiful of all things.

"So what?" My heart had barely settled under her gaze when she flipped something in my stomach upside down by grazing her fingers on my stubble. "I can stare."

With her fingers still on my jaw, I lifted the right corner of my lips till the side of my eyes wrinkled.

She looked absolutely adorable, to the point that it was ridiculous of me to believe I was breathing within three inches of her.

The daziness was still very much prevalent in the way Myra's head wobbled backwards every other second. She had already complained about it being too heavy for her neck at least three times.

Before she could lose her neck to gravity once again, I slid my hand from her shoulder, across her back and stopped right when a pulse on her nape throbbed under my thumb.

"Careful pearl." Leaning closer, I closely observed the dilated chocolatey pupils of hers, now surrounded by slight redness.

My grip on her tightened a bit, just enough to keep her head stable and firm, before I whispered. "We don't want you to break your neck staring at me, now do we?"

"I won't mind." Again that drowsy smile of hers, careless but consuming gaze and the fairy lights above us painting her golden, teased me; caused my heart to float to some merry tunes.