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“Abandon the idea,” Cyrus said sharply, wrenching open the silence. “Your efforts will be futile.” Alizeh did not look up. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Fling yourself into the sky as many times as you like. There will be no escape. I will not allow you to die.” “Do you speak to all young women with such ardent affection?” Alizeh asked steadily, even as her bones shook with cold.
She felt a spark of heat near her sternum just as surprise widened her eyes. “A gentleman? Do you often confuse yourself for such a man?” “With what ease you insult me,” he said, his eyes mocking. “Were you anyone else, I’d have you executed.” “Goodness, more poetry. Are these tender declarations meant to endear you to me?”
“The sky, too, is soft,” she said. “Yet all who fall into its arms will perish.”
“Heavens. You talk almost as if you want to die.” “And you would judge me?” He took an alarming step closer. “For relishing an exit from this brutal consciousness we call life?”
“You act as if I’m intentionally cruel. As if I’m indifferent to you.” “Aren’t you?” “No,” she whispered, her eyes filling with tears. “Of course not.”
“You have no idea what I want. I have been in agony for eight months, Alizeh. Do you know how hard it’s been to pretend I don’t know you? To pretend I don’t want you? To act as if I haven’t known every inch of your body in my dreams? To learn that your heart has been entangled elsewhere? I look at you and I can’t breathe. In my mind, you are already mine.”
