Chapter - 4

Forbidden Love - Chapter 4

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' - Thoughts

Normal POV

It had been a while on the flight. The flight to The States would generally take quite a bit. They were informed prior that it would be an 8 hrs flight. After a few hours, it was already nighttime, and the stewardess served dinner on the plane. "Hello Sir, what would you prefer for your dinner tonight? We have Vegan, Veg, Pescetarian, and options for different sorts of meat as well." She asks. The only thing is, she only asked Lire for that time being, not Aira, which kind of pissed Aira off. Also made her very jealous, in fact. This stewardess had been eyeing Lire for quite a while now. And Aira was getting bothered by this. "I think I will choose The Grilled Salmon with vegetables for sides," Lire instructed the stewardess while looking at the flight magazine with the menu. "Surely, Sir!" she said gleamingly. "And what can I get for the young Sir here ?" 'Young Sir? Do I look like a kid to her ?' Aira… or Mike thought to herself. "The same would do for me as well," Aira said. The stewardess gave a light smile and started for her duties.

After a while, their food was in front of them. They ate their meals. Still, 6 hours to reach Chicago. "I'll take a short nap. I think you should too." Lire says. "Yeah, okay, you sleep. I'm fine for now." She gazes at the night sky outside to see the clouds and sometimes the stars. The lights are dimmed for the passengers on the plane, and Lire puts on an eye mask to take a short nap.

Aira's POV

The night sky is so beautiful, especially from the plane. Glancing to my side after a while, I noticed that Lire had fallen asleep. Judging by the fact that he wasn't exactly fidgeting or moving. 'Thank god!' I thought to myself. I was so conscious of losing my cover anytime soon. I didn't get a chance to retouch my wig or anything at all this whole while. At least now that he's asleep, I can relax for a while.

Gazing out the window, I was having flashbacks of the times I spent with my grandmother, who died 5 years ago. I remembered all the scenery I had seen with grandma when I was little. She would take care of me since I was a baby. The only memory of anybody in my family I have is of her from the very beginning.

Tears started to swell up in my eyes somehow. I tried to control them, judging by the fact that I was on a plane, but it was uncontrollable. I had forgotten entirely about the fact that Lire was right beside me. I started crying, remembering all this. How grandma used to sing me lullabies when I slept. I started humming the song my grandma used to sing me. Tears kept rolling down my cheeks.

Suddenly it was light from outside. We had come to an altitude where there weren't many clouds, but the moon was quite clear in view. It was a full moon tonight. 'It's so beautiful.' I thought to myself, completely losing myself under the beauty of it. 'It seems like it's right beside me. Accompanying me in my nostalgia and sadness.' Basking in the beauty and the nostalgia of the whole scenario, I think I must have dozed off some time.

Lire's POV

While in a very light sleep… soon after, I hear crying moans and a very gentle and sweet humming from beside me. Not trying to move much, I peeked a little from the side of my eye mask and saw that Mike was weeping. 'Why is he crying? Is he hurt somewhere?' I was awestruck by the fact. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I thought it'd be better to leave him alone. I wouldn't want him to feel uncomfortable. We guys have this tendency not to cry in front of anyone. 'He still looks so beautiful! His face is glowing under the moonlight with the tears rolling down.' I'm still thinking such wrong things. I looked away and started cursing myself for a while, but I couldn't help but turn back to watching him. His face shone like a princess of the moon. He's just so beautiful. The tears look like crystals on his face. I had the urge to reach for his face and gently stroke it. But I controlled myself. 'I wouldn't want to hurt him ever. I want to know what he's thinking about that is making him so sad.' Finally, I noticed that Mike's eyes were kind of closing. 'He must have gotten tired with all the day's schedule and by crying.' I waited for a bit more to see Mike fully doze off.

To be Continued...