"Untie your hair now.

I've specifically told you that you become more aggressive when you let your cinnamon hair fly free.

Also, don't button the shirt right above your chest."

"Eric, your voice sounds like that of a monster who desires to be in love with an innocent girl lying on your sofa, wearing nothing but your shirt... please, don't make me imagine that!

How much time do you think it will take you to complete this?"

"Oh! Sarah, I'm not fucking you, baby!!

It will take 2 hours more... I'll not let you see this until tomorrow.

Got it....now, lower your hands from the hip.

I want this to look more seductive than you appear!!!"

"Eric! So, you're saying-

I rushed towards her after setting down the brushes I held against the canvas to capture her beauty. But she is simply too irresistible to resist kissing right now. Despite being covered in paint, it doesn't matter when we are together. It becomes even more vibrant. I lifted her from the sofa and hurried towards my bedroom to take care of her.

She is so small that she fits perfectly in my arms.

"You know that I was holding back."

"Yes, I do."

"I can finish your picture even with my eyes closed.

Still, I asked you to model with my long white shirt, which barely covers your black shorts.

What do you think?"

I asked her, picking her lips with my eyes.

I was holding until I got the answer I wanted so badly.

"I know you can finish this within 30 minutes... I do know that you don't need my assistance.

So why am I here?

What do you think, Eric?"

She's got everything I wanted in a girl. I was smitten by her the second we bumped into each other at a crosswalk. We've been together for like six years now. I couldn't help but chuckle and give her a sweet kiss on the lips. She pulled me closer, all excited, and I started unbuttoning her shirt.

"You know why I let myself calm, not bothering on the long sofa."

"Why?"

Our sound celebrated the tension between the kisses.

"Because, like, everything you drew after we met was all about me, you know?

I could see bits and pieces of myself in every painting you made, even if it didn't show my face or anything.

But man, when you asked me to come over and said you wanted to draw me, I swear a whole bunch of butterflies started going crazy in my stomach.

The way you handled those brushes so gently and traced those outlines, it was like you were taking me on this wild ride into a whole new world."

 "You look so damn hot!!! When you peek behind that white canvas."

We paused.

"LOVE YOU!!!"

"LOVE YOU TOO"

We resumed what we sought to do tonight.

This was how we were meant to be for the following years and the fortune we adored to be in.

Tomorrow, I will ask her to be with me eternal.

I want to provide her with the best in her life.

I aspire to be her first and last love.

 * * * *

The image of that blinding brightness etched into my memory, reminding me of the fear and confusion that consumed me in that moment.

As I lay in bed, trying to calm my racing heart, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

The sweat on my brow served as a constant reminder of the terror that had gripped me just moments before. It was as if my body was still caught in the grip of that intense nightmare, refusing to let go.

I struggled to catch my breath, my chest heaving with each gasp for air. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, a release for the overwhelming emotions that had built up inside me. There was no holding back, no resolution or hesitation. The tears flowed freely, mixing with the sweat on my cheeks. At that moment, I came to a realization - this nightmare. It was a bittersweet revelation, knowing that I may never experience such intensity again. The realization that this nightmare would forever haunt me left a lingering ache within me. Every morning, as I opened my eyes to face the day, the memory of that blinding light would resurface, causing a sharp pain in my chest. And every night, as I lay in bed, the weight of that nightmare would settle upon me, causing an ache that seemed to seep into my very soul.

It aches when I concede she is gone forever.

From this world itself...!

6 years!!!!!