Amara felt herself drawing nearer to her as the world around her faded into dullness. The onlyfocus was on him. The man who held her heart within his grasp.
She took a shaky breath.“And if I fall?”
He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.“Then I'll fall with you.”
Amara quickly averted her eyes when the heaviness inside her chest became too much.“Why did you bring me here?” She turned around fidgeting with her hands.
Kaelith calmly straightened,“You looked lonely.” Surprised, she looked at him.“How do you know?”
Kaelith chuckled enjoying how her eyes widened and nose scrunched. Adorable little cat.“I know everything,little one.” Kaelith’s gaze lingered down to her body and he bit his lips to stop his grin. Amara followed his gaze and she blushed embarrassingly.
“Oh...! I-I didn’t realize I had paint on…”
She soothed her hands on the paint-covered dress when she felt the heaviness on her shoulders.
“Here.That’sbetter.”Hesmirked andAmarafeltherheartslippingabeatatthefeelofhis blazer on her shoulder, almost reaching her mid-thighs. She looked at him for a moment and then mumbled.
“Thankyou.”
Kaelith swallowed hard as his eyes raked over her body.“Wanna take a walk?”
Amara nodded feeling flustered and wanting to move her feet. Kaelith boldly took her hand in his and she raised her brow when he pulled her with him.
She sighed. There was no point in making him understand. He’ d do as he wished and there wouldn’t be anything she could do.
They started walking, the tension between them slowly transforming into something Amara couldn’t explain. Her keen eyes kept lurking around watching as kids played with the ball. And a golden retriever rolled on the grass. She smiled unconsciously.
The air was filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers, creating an enchanting atmosphere giving her a sense of familiarity and liveliness. She was so lonely in that apartment that now she realized what being outside really meant.
Kaelith looked down at her.“Is it your first time here?” He asked knowing the answer regardless. He had been stalking her since she left and there was no way in hell, he’d let Rafael have her without any fight.
Amara’s smile dropped as she bobbed her head. “Rafael is…usually busy.” Kaelith knew she was lying. Her fingers twitched in his palm.
Kaelith tried to lighten the mood.“Then how is your painting going?” Amara’s cheeks flushed. She avoided his eyes lowering her head.
“I do…sometimes.”
“Sometimes? Back in the day, you used to paint from morning to night, barely taking a break. I used to wonder how someone could be so energetic for one thing.” Kaelith chuckled remembering the first time he saw her paint. In the patio obvious to her surroundings. Wearing a pastel pink frock, and her mother was worriedly asking her to eat something. But she was so adamant that she completed the whole art piece skipping lunch and dinner.
That day Kaelith realized what love truly was. It was not the suns and moons. But the one person he wanted to see the sun and moon with.
Alongside her, the world seemed brighter, more colorful than his grey sanctuary. She was like a bright night, that enveloped a mere star like him in its embrace.
Amara tried to remember what he just said only to meet with blankness. She smiled sadly.“I guess painting is my way to express my emotions.”
Kaelith leaned visibly intrigued.“I wonder what you feel.”
Amara smiled.“It's like dancing with the whispers of your soul, letting the world see your vulnerabilities without saying a word.”
Whichever, and wherever he tried to look, his senses were engulfed by her intoxicating scenes— peonies and something deliciously addicting. The more he walked away from his darkness, he was getting closer to her light.
He absently nodded not relating to her.“Poetic much.”
Amara frowned feeling offended.“What’s wrong with being poetic? Not everyone communicates with grunts and nods.” She crossed her arms across her chest. The blazer looked oversized on her. As if a child was wearing their parents' clothes. Kaelith wanted to pinch her soft cheeks and pinch her red nose that just scrunched in an offensive scowl.
“Why not? It’s a useful expression.” Kaelith said nonchalantly.
Amara scrunched her lips. She shot him an annoyed look as she rolled her eyes. “Yes, very useful for being insufferable.”
