Together Forever

Chapter 33

Ethan's POV

If it wasn't heaven, then what was?

I knew I wanted her from the day my eyes fell on her. The moment I looked into those cyan eyes, I

didn't just see my future, I felt what my heart wanted. But I wasn't used to it.

That beauty wasn't just enough. It was extravagant, unrestrained, and exceeding all the limits, it was

that kind of beauty that's too much to handle.

Sunshine is beautiful. But why can't we stare at the sun directly? Because its unsurpassed brightness

is too igneous that our eyes that are hungry for beauty can't even take that. It has the daintiness to light

the world along with the fiery rays to burn us.

And she was just like that.

Like a fire. I knew I shouldn't get closer to her but a magnetic attraction always drew me. My eyes

weren't used to that deep-dyed trove she had to offer but I couldn't stop my reckless instinct which

wanted to explore the danger.

At first, I tried to avoid the growing feelings towards her but how can we stop the inevitable? How can

we change the destiny God has already planned?

And just like a moth gets drawn to fire, I got enticed by her venomous beauty and stepped into my fatal

destiny.

She is my death and at the same time, the source of my life.

I wish I were a poet and express these uncontrollable feelings that are agitating me from inside through

words. Maybe then I could get a bit of relief.

I knew she was supposed to be mine.

And just when I was about to get her, she was going away from me. But I couldn't let that happen. I

knew she felt the same way. Her eyes spoke to me but she tried to deny it. And I couldn't let go of what

was mine.

I needed her to know what exactly I felt for her. It's that it was nothing like that will ever go away.

I love Evelyn.

I didn't understand that before but I got it then when she was going away and I felt the urge to stop her.

I need her.

I can't let her go and as long I am staring at her, my mindset is getting stronger.

That kiss was divine.

Those few seconds were heavenly.

I knew she was sacred, untouched and I couldn't get happier.

I want to be her first and last.

She's all mine.

Only mine.

I should get her inside now. Then I can stare at her for the whole night.

I gently pick her up in my arms and carry her towards the bedroom. Our clothes are fully steeped, now

that the hit of the kiss is gone, I am feeling cold.

I slowly lay her down on my bed and sit on the edge, looking down at her.

Her face is streaming, droplets are embellishing her sleeping face and beneath her fair skin is glowing.

A wet strand of hair is lying across her nose and closed eyes. Her skin seems so soft like the mushy

petals of a rose. And her pink lips are slightly open with sprinkles of water upon them as if a pink rose

covered in dewdrops in a winter morning.

A smile appears on my lips as I raise my hand and push the lock of hair away from her face and I feel

her face burning a bit.

Oh no. I forgot she was sick today morning as well.

I get down from the bed and pick a towel, then come back to her.

I loop my hand beneath her head and gently hold her up. Wiping her hair with the towel, I lay her back

and slowly rub it on her face when my eyes drift down and fall on her soaked clothes.

Shit.

What do I do now?

If she remains in these clothes, she will definitely get a fever tomorrow. And she fainted. I can't wake

her up now.

But I shouldn't do it.

She will think so low of me.

Then again, I can't let her burn in fever though.

Ok, I don't have any bad intentions and it's for her own health. I will keep my eyes closed. And above

all, the thing is that…

She is mine.

So *shrugs*

……

I wipe my hair and change my clothes. I wear a t-shirt with sweatpants and then walk out of the

washroom.

I turn the lights off and climb on the bed. I get under the duvet and turn to her as soon as my lips turn

into a smile. She seems so fragile as she sleeps crawling her hands on her chest. Her back is facing

me so I hold her hand and slowly turn her towards me.

I lie down and spread the duvet over us. Getting closer, I look at her and touch her delicate skin. I brush

my thumb on her face gently and move even closer.

I can't believe she's here with me.

She is here.

I run my hand through her hair and take a sniff as a heavenly fragrance fills my nostrils.

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Why do they smell so good?

I get my hand on her face again and move my face closer. She is so warm, soft, sacred.

Suddenly my eyes get stuck on her lips and I feel my heart beat faster.

I brush her lips with my thumb as her breath continuously falls on my face. Our noses are almost

touching.

Should I do it?

I can't control myself but…

Fuck! Let go of sanity for now!

I get closer and touch my lips with hers. Not a kiss. Just a feeling. Our lips together, skin to skin. So

intimate. I hold her face and give a light peck on her lips and linger there for a bit longer before pulling

apart.

I smile in satisfaction as she stirs a bit and slowly wraps her hand around my shoulder.

This angel is mine.

I kiss her lips one last time before wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

After the heavy rain, a cozy coldness has been floating across the room.

Taking a last look at her face, I close my eyes and get lost in her warmth with her in my arms.

I feel so blessed.