CHAPTER 48

Hands that were having a criss-cross pattern of veins were fumbling with the objects kept on the table making other people that were sitting near take a look at him and then unable to remove their eyes from the face that even brought Adonis to shame.
Silver irises glazing like platinum were veiled by long lashes that kissed his cheekbones now and then when they were fluttered as he immersed in deep thoughts. Mahogany hair with natural strikes of glazed brown were tussled yet maintaining their silk like texture when he wondered why Aurora was not here yet.
Oh....he was an hour earlier
Was it because he was once a bully or his own personality was a little grey that even now his charm was enchanting yet lethal. Once those silver irises met with another, none were able to retain that gaze as if it allowed him to penetrate inside another's soul and discover their deep dark secrets. People wondered what made a man as such bring a bouquet of gardenia flowers that were snow white like his honey sweet aura yet their representation totally beyond one's thoughts: Secret love, gardenia flowers were symbolic to secret unrequited love.
Aurora who was sitting in her car outside the diner looked at him from inside her car, his photos were all false since they failed to do justice to how he truly was.
With the passage of time his features had become more angular, with his jaw line sharp and there was just of a shadow of his past self, he was 6'2 when she left but even from here she could guess he had grown taller and more masculine.....he was a boy then, he has become a man now but those silly movements of his fingers that tapped in nervousness as he doodled on the notepad provided, what was he drawing? His hair locks covering the forehead before he brushed them away so roughly....if she was there she might have done it so gently.
When the princess could not take anymore, she took a deep breath calming her nerves and entered the lavish place that signaled her incoming with a ding.
The man warned by the bell looked up and then and there he knew it was her....his angel.
Hector knew his heart would never beat that erratically for someone else, that slow painful feeling of need blossoming in his chest, that sweet melody of anguish he had felt all those years ago returned.....she has returned. Toxic- the attraction they had previously was so toxic...full of desire, lust ,need and above all to have her in his heart, to conquer one another yet their dislike to each other was never a façade, he was previously madly and insanely obsessed with her.
Aurora
How can someone be so beautiful?
Was it humanely possible?
Pouty ruby lips parted when she looked at him, he remembered her smile, she had a dimple forming in her left cheek. A tendril of blazing golden lock came infront of her face as she came near sitting down.
"Hello Hector." And he was speechless since those spellbinding eyes made up of sun rays were looking at him so intently. She used to be so fragile but how was it possible that she was even more frail now despite her sacred body blossoming into that of a woman....she was even taller.
"Aurora" His eyes bowed for a moment trying his best to stop thinking as such before he raised them again with a smile on his lips as he presented her the flowers.
"I remembered....well I hope that they are still your favorite." The white flowers matched well with her simple pale blue dress that was elegant.
Aurora looked at them with a glint in her eyes before looking at him and whispering.
"Absolutely stunning.....yet I like red roses better."
It was her own subtle way of telling him that 'you need not like me secretly since I like you too so kindly present me the flowers that truly describe your emotions.'
Hector blinked before wondering if she was thinking what he was but then again when he looked at her he could not help but think that she might have not such thoughts.
"How are you?"
"I have been fairing well and also I have heard that you are a world renowned artist now.....you make me proud Hector." The man blushed with his ears getting warm and red making Aurora laugh. The slight hesitation in the atmosphere disappeared and she further continued.
"What do you draw though? What is your theme of sculptures."
"You...n-no I mean y-your nearby o-objects." Hector spluttered nonsense stuttering.
"What I mean is that I draw themes from n-nearby, in our vicinity."
"But I heard was that you drew human figurines and at that majorly female figures....so you observe females from your vicinity and draw those." Aurora further teased the male making his eyes widen.
"Never! I don't observe other women!"
"So you observe your woman then?"
"Yes.. N-NO! I don't- I don't......they are all my imagination!" Hector was flustered and Aurora was all about making him embarrassed.
"Imagination...unlike what I thought you are no longer innocent, to think about women to know their bodyshape, what ways did you adopt or better what did you watch Hector?"
When he looked like a puppy who was like a ripe tomato Aurora laughed like honey making him dazed for the moment.
"Alright! Alright I would not trouble you further.....what would you like to eat?"
'You....I would like to take a bite of your cute face..' series of coughs followed by a shy silver ball of embarrassment looked anywhere else but at her when he realized that he had said it out loud.