Oliver looked into her eyes. His deep blue eyes to her golden hazel eyes…
"Can't you tell?" he asked as he placed his hand gently on the side of her head, caressing the strands that had escaped her messy bun.
Kyra gulped. She could feel his hot gaze and his hot breath. The warmth of his palm made her close her eyes but his question brought her back. But, she was not able to respond given how sudden this question was.
"You are special to me Kyra. So special that I lose all my rationality around you and I just listen to my heart. You have brought the shades in me which I don't even know that they exist.", Oliver told her, never breaking eye contact with her.
Kyra held the wrist of his hand which is caressing the side of her hair. For a second, Oliver thought that she would free herself from his hold and leave. But that didn't happen…
He looked at her hand and then he shifted his attention back to her. Just in this short time, Kyra's eyes have reddened and they were brimmed with tears. Her lips are quivering as well.
"I… I…" Kyra didn't know what to reply. It is not like she doesn't want to but she is not ready yet. If she confesses her feelings as well, their relationship will no longer be what it is now. She wants their relationship to be more than 'friends' but she is just scared...
Yes, his words have partially erased many of her doubts and fears. She felt happy listening to those words and she could also tell that he is genuine.
She could say that 'I feel the same' but it is not that simple for her given with her past trauma.
"You don't have to respond to my words, Kyra. Just… just tell me one thing." Oliver said.
Kyra nodded her head, her heart beating erratically.
"I won't ask you how you feel about me. Just tell me, am I special to you?" Oliver asked. Just like Kyra, he has his own insecurities. What if they get into a relationship and the feelings she had for him will fade away, leaving him broken hearted again??
Though he already knows that Kyra likes him, he wants to know if it is just attraction and infatuation or, more than that. Listening to the answer from Kyra will erase his insecurities.
"If you were not, I wouldn't have come to this extent.", Kyra answered, looking into his eyes.
It looked more like she confessed her feelings already by saying this but there is a difference between confessing it directly and indirectly.
If a person is not yet ready to confess directly, that means she needs more time or courage or assurance. In her case, she needs all these three.
Oliver smiled in relief. Though this answer is not a complete confession, at least he is special to her. It is not like how Daniel told him a few days back.
But that doesn't mean that he has won Kyra over.
There could be more than one person special to everyone and in the same manner, Kyra might have more than one person special to her heart. Making him the only person special to her is how he could win her over.
At least, he is sure that she treats him special compared to most of the others. And, they have all the time they want to get to know each other.
Liking someone is not enough to get into a relationship and fortunately both of them know that by now.
"That's all I need to hear", he whispered.
He touched his forehead to hers, their eyes closed instinctively. There is a sweet smile on both of their lips. In the background, the golden rays of sunset illuminated on them, outlining their silhouettes.
With the sea as the background, it really looked romantic.
One of the scientists who came searching for Oliver found them having this moment. She immediately captured the image however, as she was standing far away, she could only capture their silhouettes. Forehead's touched and hands intertwined.
"Romantic. I never thought he would get together with another girl after his first love." she muttered. As she is his classmate in university and was one of his close friends, she knows about his first love and their breakup.
She glanced at the picture she took and immediately shared it to two people.
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A woman just walked out of the operating theatre after cleaning up. She opened her messy bun, letting her long, blonde hair loose as it fell to her waist. She then combed her hair with her fingers, bringing all of that to her left shoulder.
"At last I can rest," he happily hummed as she stretched her arms while walking towards her office. Many people smiled at her in her way and some nodded at her respectively, which she answered with the same gestures.
After reaching her office, she jumped on to her sofa and she was about to take a nap but her personal phone buzzed, indicating that she got a message.
Jennifer swiped her phone open and as soon as she saw the picture sent by her friend, her hand stopped in midair.
By seeing the silhouette alone she could tell that it's Oliver...