A silence fell between those two bodies, which were standing under the gloom of that night, but that gloominess couldn't conquer the darkness inside their souls.
Zaiden silently peered at her where he found her glossy eyes desperately waiting to know his answer. Tears continuously fell from her eyes. She was looking tired, devastated. She felt extremely defeated.
He lifted his hand and then tried to wipe her eyes but Cyra stopped his hand in the middle.
“Don’t….” she gripped his hand.
“I just want to know whether you will love me ever or not,” she questioned him again. Pain was blazing in her entire demeanor.
Cyra waited for his answer for some moments but when she received nothing except for his silence, she let go off his wrist with an aggressive push.
“If you can't give me my an
