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 eachother.

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