Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

He looked at the clock and indeed it was his breakfast time but he had no heart to eat anything today.

"Don't make anything for me. Eat your breakfast." Hazel jumped in her place turning to him. She frowned witnessing obvious tiredness in his eyes. Didn't he sleep after his nightmare?

She watched as he made his way inside the room. She shrugged off making her breakfast. She was happy as today she would be able to visit the church.

Time flew away and Cyrus picked Hazel to drive them to the church. He parked the car and waited for her to get out only for her to look at him.

"Wouldn't you come inside?" Cyrus chuckled turning to her in amusement.

"I and church? Devils don't go to church. You're funny, sweetheart. Now go I will be waiting here." Hazel nodded walking towards the church.

She entered it and Cyrus stared at the space blankly. He waited for half an hour but she didn't come back. Losing his patience he jumped off the car, against his will he entered the church only for him to freeze on the spot.

The view in front of him was so damn beautiful. Hazel was kneeling in front of the statue of Jesus as her fingers were intertwined together. Her back was facing him he unconsciously walked near her only to have a view of her face.

Her eyes closed and her lips were moving slightly. His heart squeezed painfully when he saw tears resting over her cheeks. She was praying and not wanting to disturb her, he hesitantly took a seat on the bench of the church keeping his full attention over her.

After another few minutes, she kissed her fisted hands and opened her wet eyelashes. Wiping the tears from her cheeks she turned her head to the side only to flinch in surprise.

Cyrus was sitting there staring at not her but the statue of Jesus. She frowned and followed his eyes and indeed he was staring at the statue of Jesus. She walked near him catching his full attention but still, he didn't look in her way.

"What does he gives you that I can't?" Cyrus questioned making Hazel shocked. How can he compare himself with her God?

"Many things." She replied making him chuckle.

"The hope that you're holding on to because of him wouldn't get you anywhere." His words added to her surprise.

"He only knows how to give hope but not how to fulfill it." Gritting his teeth he turned his eyes towards Hazel. Standing up from the bench he towered over her.

"The only man who can fulfill your every wish is me, Hazel. Instead of crying in front of him why don't you ask me? I can bring the world beneath your feet." He said with determination making her shake her head.

"Peace. Can you give me peace?" Her words stopped his breathing for a second.

"This place gives me peace. Praying in front of him gives me peace. But even the thought of staying with you snatches that peace away from me. So tell me can you give me peace?" Cyrus broke the eye contact having no words to say anymore. Because he knew the man who can't give himself peace then how can he give it to her.

" Let's go." He mumbled and was ready to walk out when he felt a soft hold over his wrist. He looked at her hand before at her and to his distaste she left his wrist.

"This place is not only for me. Trust me if someday you felt like nothing is giving you the peace you want then you can come here. You will feel it by yourself."

Her words earned a chuckle from him as he shook his head at her. He will never return to this place. Once this place was his only way to get rid of the depression he used to suffer. Once this place gave him so many hopes only for him to be left with nothing.

He will never return to this place. Never.

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