REHAAN'S POV
She stood before me like a statue, staring directly into my eyes as if she were drowning in them.
Her blue, snow-like eyes seemed to melt into mine. Her body appeared frozen, as if the blood flow in her veins had stopped.
Her expression revealed confusion at the sight of me and my recent actions, which brought a small smile to my face.
In response to my smile, her eyebrows furrowed together in a more questioning expression. I don't know what force or magic was in that night that drew me closer to this girl, as if she had always been mine.
I extended my hand toward her, introducing myself, "I'm Rehaan Agnihotri."
She flinched when I reached out my hands, blinking quickly as if she had just been pulled from a broken dream.
I smiled at her reaction, then picked up my guitar and stepped out of the room. I could sense her gaze lingering on the table where I had been seated, singing my song, and I knew she was beginning to grasp what had just unfolded.
This realisation made my smile grow even bigger and brighter. My entire being seemed to respond to her every move, as if she held the reins to my emotions.
I then quickly headed to the kitchen, where I found my mother checking that all the dishes were cooked properly.
When she spotted me, a big smile spread across her face, and she wrapped her arms around me in a warm hug. "Oh my God, mera beta(my son)! It's been so long, and you came back without even telling me!" she exclaimed, her eyes glistening with tears.
"It's nothing, Mom. I just missed this place a lot after a long time and decided to come back," I replied, gently pulling away from her embrace.
I laughed and talked about my concerts and upcoming projects with my mother for sometime and then she told me to get fresh and get ready for the dinner.
I then made my way to my room, gently placing my guitar down before stepping into the shower. After a refreshing wash, I slipped into my comfy sweatpants, leaving my upper body bare to relax at home.
Once I was ready, I headed down to the dining room for dinner. I sat at the table, with maa sitting beside me, and the house help began serving the food.
Just as I was about to dig in, maa called out, "Arey HIMANI, aaja tu bhi baith aur khana khale" ( OOH Himani dear , you also come join us and have some food.)
I turned to see her coming down the stairs, her eyes cast down as if she were hesitant to meet my gaze once more as she approached me.
As I took my first bite, I gazed into her eyes and thought, "So, her name is HIMANI." She sat right in front of me, adding to the moment's charm. As I continued to gaze at her, my thoughts were interrupted by my mom's voice.
"Arey waisa maina toh tumdono ko milaya hi nhi, ye hai meri caretaker HIMANI badi pyari hai sachmi, aur HIMANI beta ye hai mera superstar beta." ("Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced you yet. This is my caretaker, and she's truly wonderful. And HIMANI, meet my lovely superstar! son") she said, introducing us together.
I smiled at her as my mom made the introduction, feeling a sense of warmth in the moment. All of us finished our food and departed for our room.
AUTHOR'S POV
Rehaan spent some time on his phone with his assistant, discussing and reviewing his upcoming schedule.
Afterward, he headed to the kitchen to brew himself a cup of black coffee. Sipping his drink, he made his way back to his room while whistling a soft tune.
As he walked toward his room, he heard the delicate sound of anklets coming from the balcony at the back of the mansion.
He stepped out onto the balcony, still whistling, and was greeted by a chilly breeze mixed with snowflakes.
Looking down from the balcony, his tune faded as he was met with a surprising sight, his coffee cup paused mid-sip as wonder filled his eyes.
As he looked down, he saw Himani dancing in the snow, her bare feet barely touching the ground.
The anklets on her ankles chimed with each step, creating a rhythm that seemed to resonate in the stillness around her. However, her dance lacked the lightness of joy; it felt forced, as if she were being compelled to perform.
Tears welled in her eyes, which appeared lifeless, devoid of emotion. Despite her vigorous movements and the continuous hum of a tune escaping her lips, it was clear that something deep within her was missing as she twirled amidst the snow in the backyard of the house.
Her hair was completely blanketed in snow, and the ground beneath her was equally covered as she danced.
Rehaan's eyes turned vacant as he watched her and moved towards the backdoor of his house. Anika was completely unaware of his presence, lost in her own world, as if nothing else existed around her.
He leaned against the doorframe, mesmerized by her dancing, her movements powerful yet devoid of life.
As she twirled with abandon, her anklets suddenly shattered, sending tiny pieces scattering across the ground. Remarkably, she remained oblivious to the change, lost in her own rhythm and humming softly as she continued to sway.
It wasn't long before Rehaan noticed the snow beneath her feet turning crimson, each shard of her anklet cutting into her skin.
Concern furrowed his brow, but he opted to stay silent, simply watching the scene unfold before him. With each vigorous spin, the surrounding snow transformed into a pool of red, and with one final twirl, she fell to the ground, encircled by the bloodied snow.
Rehaan approached her slowly, his heart heavy as she lay seemingly lifeless amidst the crimson snow. Her eyes were shut tight, yet her body trembled with an unknown fear, her hair cascading over her face.
Even in her stillness, she continued to hum that haunting melody. As he settled down in front of her, he gently brushed away the snow and stray strands from her face.
With a touch of his hand to her cheek, he spoke in a low tone, "What secrets are you truly concealing, my mysterious lady?"
SO THE CHAPTER ENDS HERE. I KNOW A LOT OF QUESTIONS AND THOUGHTS ARE DEVELOPING IN YOUR MIND, BUT WAIT FOR THE MYSTERY TO UNFOLD WITH THEIR LOVE. UNTIL THEN, ENJOY AND ALSO VOTE FOR THE CHAPTER.
COOKING SOME REGULAR UPDATES FOR YOU ALSO FOLLOW ME ON INSTA FOR TRAILER SPOILER AND MORE SPICY CONTENT RELATED TO MY STORIES
ACC: amaya_.tales
ALWAYS YOUR LOVELY AUTHOR...💕❤️🔥🧿
Write a comment ...