{CHAPTER 20}
[The Date]
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Myra's POV:
I had gotten ready wearing the dress Kishan had bought for me, with matching white heels. Nia and Nat did my make up as Amelie sat back appreciating their work.
It was quite simple. My cheeks were rosier than usual, my lips glossier than ever. My eyes looked much bigger with the eye liner outlining the shape.
I had my hair straightened, parted in the middle, with strands from each side at the front tied back with a bobby pin.
The girl in the mirror looked much richer and posher than I can ever be. She looked strong, and independent; something I wasn't.
The only piece of jewellery I wore was the bracelet my mum gave me. The bracelet made out of rose gold, dangled with 1000 different charms, in silver, gold or white gold.
It brought the pop of colour to my look. Liking what I could see, I headed down stairs bidding the girl's goodnight. Mrs. Jolly's shift was over and she had long left.
I saw a long black car parked outside the lobby, with a chauffeur leaning on it, a small "wow" escaped my mouth, as he helped me down the stairs.
"Have a seat ma'am" the chauffeur said, gathering my dress behind me.
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When the car stopped, I heard my heart beat grow louder. Footsteps crunched towards the door, and the chaffeur once again opened the door for me.
Thanking him, I registered the scenery in front of me in my mind. A round table was sat up in the middle of a round veranda, a grand piano to the side. There was no sound or movement other than the small waves crashing in the distance.
No light other than the moon shining onto the mostly still water, or the candles blazing. The sand sinking my feet in.
This was a dream. It had to be.
The hummer limo, the candle light dinner, the beauty of the scenery.
As I approached, I saw a figure standing with his back towards me, facing the ocean. My hand trailed up his shoulder and he turned around revealing the black, polished tuxedo he was wearing, the top three buttons of his shirt revealing his defined collar bone slightly.
He held my hand in his, and led me to the table, pushing my chair in for me, before taking a seat himself. I looked at him expectantly and he whispered a compliment I will hold onto forever,
"you look beautiful.."
"Th-ank you" a blush creeping on my cheeks at his words. Gathering myself I comented "well, what can I say, I dress to impress" and he let out a hoarse laugh.
Remembering the ride, I also complimented his beautiful car and the arrangements he has made, "your car is amazing. Al-l of this is beautiful. Thank you for making me feel important, like a princess" I said genuinely.
He placed his warm hand over mine and we held one another's gaze, "you are a princess Mira. And besides, no need to thank me. And I believe you know that I like to do everything in style. Anyways, Mr. Oberoi doesn't need to know what happened to his beloved car" he smirked an evil smirk.
When I was about to question him, I was interrupted by a waiter, who served us the first course out of the three.
He also poured us both a glass of wine. When I was about to tell him I don't drink, Kishan said something which changed my mind and I held the glass pressing it to my lips and drinking the liquid hesitantly, for the first time in my life.
He had said that "wine isn't alcohol Mira, it's a way of living. It's like cranberry juice, try it" and I obeyed wanting to live the way he does, becoming a part of his living.
It was bitter, yet slightly sweet, colliding with the emotions I had bubbling inside me.
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After desert, we started talking about random things in our drunken state when he commented that I could play better piano than the woman who was playing at the moment.
I walked over and asked her to move aside, slightly humming the first few lyrics to the music. I got up and she continued playing the tune. Kishan too stood and held me by my waist, pulling me closer than possible as words started pouring from my heart.
Stay a little longer with me, baby,
Won't you stay a little longer with me,
Stay a little longer with me, baby,
Won't you stay a little longer with me?
Won't let go, cannot ever let go,
The light of your memories.
Won't let go, cannot ever let go,
Every joy, every misery.
Oohhh..
What's this feeling, it's just so true..
Cross the seven seas, give my life for you..
There's nothing I wouldn't dooo..
A tear escaped my eyes, wetting his blazer above his chest where I had been resting my head.
Stay a little longer with me, baby,
Won't you stay a little longer with me?
Stay a little longer with me, baby,
Won't you stay a little longer with me?
I parted from him and sang the next words looking deep into his eyes.
Don't never leave me now, why, don't you stay a little longer with me, baby, won't you stay..
I need you here..
With me..
The last thing I remember is collapsing in the warmth of his arms before I lost all consciousness.
That is just beautiful.
This song.. it's just so beautifully written.
The first time I heard it, I fell in love with the depths of it.
Hope you too like it.
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