For years he had been running away from emotions. From anything that could remotely make him fall in love. Love was not what he wanted. He had far too much darkness inside him. And nobody had ever dared to reach out for that. A darkness that was lost in simplicity, and yet was too complicated to be brought out in the open.
He had controlled every thought and every emotion in him.
But all this week, for the first time in years, he felt like he was losing control. And looking at her, standing in front of him, he understood why….
There was mischief in those eyes. And a flash of recognition. She didn’t look like all the other girls in this club who yearned attention. No. She was far too different from them. She had that look about her that was hard to explain. She appeared to be nonchalant but her drumming fingernails showed her restlessness.
“I’m sorry, but have we met before?”, she asked.
He had been mesmerized with her eyes and with this question he saw the fire in them. Fire, that pulled him like a moth towards it. Fiery and blazing.
“No”, He replied smiling. “But it seems like you recognize me.”