Enchanted Love

that day



Alex’s point of view:

It’s been three hours since she left the room. I felt utterly stupid to even think about her safety this time. She should have thought about it before leaving here.

Why does she have to be so rude? She was speaking so meanly since I met her. I can never imagine Clara in this version.

Do I know her well enough? Is this the real Clara? Did I miss to know her completely? Even though her face is full of attitude and hatred, I couldn’t just sit and see her making stupid decisions. I messaged Edward right away and she went away. He must have sent her safely.

Her words, I don’t want to even recall her words. My eyes were too tired to sleep. She is proving only one thing since I met her again. And that is everything because of me. Is it so? Did I hide things from her? Did I not trust her as she did? Did I hurt her parents the way she did that day?

Those questions led me to think about that day when everything went wrong. I could feel my hands and feet getting cold recalling my mom’s state. It was the second time I saw my mom like that.

I could hear my heart rate rise frantically. The first time was really painful. She was pregnant at that time with my baby sibling who is not with us. I gulped the lumps in my throat blocking those memories. Because I knew that even now if I recall that, I will collapse down and cry for ten days continuously without any food.

“I dropped her” I scoffed reading Edward’s message. Why did she return to my life again to get me to recall everything? She is portraying me as if I am the one to be blamed.

Am I the one to blame?

The question made me close my eyes only to dream of the day where it all started.

Flashback:

Alex came to Clara’s camp place to console her.

Alex’s point of view

I was all alone in the room after discussing everything with Alina. She is just a gem of a person. How can she be so accurate about my relationship with Clara? I was a little insecure about it though. I know I am being crazy here but I didn’t like how Clara kept me in the dark and let Alina know everything? Didn’t I give enough comfort for her to share everything with me?

My chain of thoughts broke when Jaan entered my room. Yeah, when I am angry, she became Clara and when I am just influenced by her, she is Jaan.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

She didn’t even look at my side as I stay there in silence. I don’t want to pressurise her to open up about everything. But now, I want to observe her, know her, capture her heart, gain her trust back, and snatch the position of Alina, which is obviously not easy.

She was gazing outside. Is she expecting me to apologise to her? But it will again suffocate her, isn’t it? I think I should be normal and not try to be sweet to her so that she can get some space to open up her heart!

I could see that she is thinking about us only. The way her eyes twitch every time shows that she is feeling wrong about her doing. A small chuckle escapes my lips. She is too cute to resist.

I cleared my throat loud enough for her to turn her gaze.

“Are you going to stay here for a few more days?” I asked as she lift her eyes to see me. Damn her eyes. That is too alluring and tempting for me to grab her to place a kiss. She looked like an angel under this moonlight.

“Hm? Yeah,” she replied biting her lips. I expected her to say no. But why does she have to bite her lips? Didn’t I tell her not to do that at least when I am trying to be away from her?

“I need to leave now so that I reach there exactly in the morning. I have few works pending there.” I paused to see her expressions. She just looked at me to say more.

“Shall we talk out everything once you are back at our home?” I asked and regretted saying those when I noticed her disappointed look. Did she want me to stay back? But I can’t stay back.

“Hm,” she just hummed in response. I guess she wanted to end the fight before I leave. But it is not something to sort out with just one sorry or one excuse. She lowered her lids to find something. Maybe to find words to talk to me? Weird? When did she become hesitant to talk to me?

She started fidgeting with her dress in nervousness. I couldn’t help but grab her to engulf her in a bear hug. She looked too tiny as she snuggled more in my arms. My t-shirt gets wet with her tears. This little fight messed up our peaceful love life.

I can’t stop myself from cupping her cheeks. When I met her moist eyes, I felt my lips over them. She started crying more with my gesture I guess. I was supposed to be normal and not act sweet. But it’s what I am. I can’t change just because she feels overwhelmed.

“Jaan” I called her as she looked at me with her doe eyes.

“Don’t worry. Everything is fine between us. Neither you are wrong nor I am.” I felt to at least say these things so that she gets relieved. She just hugged me more in response. How can I leave her if she makes it so difficult for me?

“Good night” I wished her as I left the place. I need to reach my office directly. The thought itself boosted my energy. It’s my lifetime ambition to invent a game where the kids can play yet learn anything about the world. My dad never stops me from pursuing my dream but my mom always wanted me to take over his business since he needs rest as well. But I promised them that once I finish this project, I will manage our fashion house.

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It was very tiring to travel first and now to update this program. I left some notes to all my friends cum colleagues so that they can work on it once they come. I wish to just sleep for days after these busy schedules. I can tell now how much my eyes would be red. I rubbed it to ease the burning sensation on it. A piece of faint music reflected in my cabin which is for notification on my mobile. My entire sleep flew instantly when I saw 30 missed calls from Mira. She is not the type of person to call me continuously if I didn’t pick up. Is she okay? A sense of fear gripped my heart. She doesn’t have anyone beside me in this city. She even would have called Edward if necessary. But I should meet her now to see if she is okay or not.

“Drive safely” Clara would always tell me this whenever I take the keys in a panic. I took a deep breath to calm down myself so that I could reach her home quickly. I called her again for the third time hoping that she could at least reply to me. She picked up the call to my relief.

“Alex?” Her voice was very hoarse. I am dead scared to even imagine anything. What could have happened? Did I make a delay?

“What happened to you, Mira? Are you alright?” I asked instantly hoping for her to say yes only.

“Can we meet?” Mira asked in her feeble voice as her throat blocked her tears. I could say that she must be crying a lot.

“I am almost there. But just tell me that you are fine.” I wanted to apologise to her for not attending her calls. But right now it is not important.

“Nothing to worry about. I am fine. It’s just I had a little fight with mom” I wanted to smash her head into pieces if she were here. But thanks to the stars that nothing is serious. Back to think, she is very sensitive only if it concerns her mom. I can understand her. She is been like that since she was 10. She can’t even take it if her mom gets angry with her for one hour. But her voice shows that it’s serious now.

“Relax. I am on the way.” I replied and started my bike.

“Not my home. I am waiting at your home” with that she hung up the call. I drove fastly to reach there as it must be cold outside in this rainy season.


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