Blind Love (ON HOLD)

"What did you wish for?", his voice sounds velvety, like a calm morning little rain.

I love his voice.

"To be out of this place, just like how I wish every single time", I smile, hoping that he is right in front of me.

We fell to silent, and my hand instinctively raise, trying to find his face.

He guides my hand and I could feel a soft warm cheek on the palm of my hand, I smile once again.

"You're warm", I said, tracing my little fingers on the bridge of his nose, to his eyebrow, and sharp jaw line, he must be handsome.

"You're pretty", I said, about to put down my palm, but he held it tight.

"You wouldn't say that if you could see Ayra", he whisper, and I shake my head.

"I will"

***

When he fall in love unexpectedly deep for her.

And when she regard him more than just a savior.