(Author’s POV)
She touched her lips carefully; her fingers lingered there for a while. She could still feel the warmth, the heat coming from her skin where Dion had touched her.
Her mind was ready to enter a race of wild, impulsive thoughts, but she shut them down before they could, "MYRA .... WHAT ARE YOU DOING? You made a mess of yourself out there. And now~ .... damn it~ .... why do you keep reacting like this, huhh? You need to get a hold of your emotions. You need to show a strong front. You need to remain unaffected," She mumbled to herself.
She splashed cold water on her face, which brought her back to her senses a bit. She then vowed to herself, looking at her reflection, "Our worlds~ ... they are poles apart. So, snap out of these fucking illusions, right now. This is all wrong. Whatever these feelings are, whatever they mean, just know, they shouldn’t exist. Do not~ ... I repeat~ ... do fucking not entertain any such thoughts."
With this determination, she walked out of her room confidently. But when she noticed someone was already waiting for her, her steps halted. Clearing her throat, she spoke with a polite smile, "Elio, what are you doing here?"
"Ummm~ .... I~ ... I just came to check up on you. You alright?" he asked, taking a step closer.
Myra, reflexively, took a step back, in an attempt to create some space, "I am fine. Thanks for your concern."
Elio’s eyes flickered unmistakably. To him, she sounded distant. "Myra, did I do something wrong?" he inquired, not being able to hold himself any longer.
"Huhh?" Myra pursed her lips, then answered, "No, not at all. Why would you ask that?"
"So, have you been avoiding my gaze?" he questioned, closing the gap. His pitch came out a bit abnormal. Leo was getting distressed.
"You must have~ ... you must have been mistaken. I did not~ ...." Myra fumbled with her words as she backed away, but soon her back hit the door. The change in him took her by utter surprise; her breath caught in her throat. Just a few moments ago, she had vowed to pull herself together and keep a safe distance, but now he was dangerously close, shaking her resolve like a leaf in a sudden autumn gale.
He was now standing right in front of her, just a few inches away. Pulling her chin up, he met her hazel gaze. With an earnest, almost a desperate face, he voiced, "Don’t lie to me. I can tell when you are lying and when you are not. Tell me~ ... tell me, what did I do wrong, Myra? Why are you trying to keep a distance from me? Why are you doing this?" He pressed his hands firmly on her shoulders, trapping her.
Seeing him like this, she was overcome with guilt. Her heart thumped with raw anguish as her grip on her dress hardened, crumbling it. She didn’t know what to say, what to answer.
He sensed her caving. His voice wavered as he leaned closer to hers, their foreheads now touching, "Don’t do this to me. Please~ ... Myra. Don’t do this again. Don’t close up. Don’t push me away. You are my ma~ ...." The rest of his words were left unspoken as they both heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs.
Panicking, Myra, in a flash, snapped out of her trance mode and pushed Elio with whatever strength she had left.
"Uhh~ ... sis, Elio, what’s going on?" Wendy asked, her brows creased, her head slightly tilted.
"I was just checking up on her," Elio, with his usual tone, spoke. He had slid back into his normal cool self. "We were just coming down. By the way, what brings you upstairs?"
"Ohhh~ .... I was just~ ...." she hesitated, then looked at Myra. "Sis, Mom and Dad are calling for you."
"We shall head down then," Elio said and started walking, but Wendy interrupted, "Umm~ ... Elio, can you~ ... can you stay for a while? There is an assignment project I need your opinion on. Can you help me with it? Please ...." She blinked innocently, batting her lashes, waiting for his reply.
Myra, whose feet were already in motion, flinched listening to her words. She knew exactly what Wendy was talking about.


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