28. His inspiration

Preeti's Point of view

I put diye in every corner of terrace. I take last diya from the tray and put it on the railing and bent down to put it on the floor but it extinguished when I put it on the floor. Suddenly a hand came from behind me with a blown candle. I turn my head and look at Siddharth. He lit up diya again.

We both stand straight and look at each-other.

"Careful.." I warned Siddharth when candle's wax fell on his hand. But I was too late. He quickly drop the candle due to the sudden burning sensation. I chuckled at his reaction.

"You look beautiful when you smile. I'm going to miss this." He said, looking at me.

My smile faded and my eyes reflected his sad one.

"I wanted to spend every single second with you and wanted to create beautiful memories before we leave for New york." He said taking a step towards me. He take my hand in his and touched our forehead.