Amber's P. O. V

"No...yeah, I mean, kind off," I stammer and give Vihaan a weak smile. He's silent for a while before I hear his soft chuckles.

I roll my eyes."Dont laugh, everyone has their fears."

His chuckling stops."I'm not laughing because you're scared, I'm just laughing because you seem so terrified to let anyone know about it. All this while, in the lift, you looked so tensed, you could've told me," he explains and I frown.

"You would've judged me," I retort honestly and I can feel him staring at me.

"No, I wouldn't and I don't think that's what you're scared of. You don't care if people judge you," he says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"No, there's nothing like that," I retort and his reply is quick.

"Okay, maybe that's there, but that's not the main reason," he says calmly and I roll my eyes.

"Oh really? If you are such an expert on me, then why don't you enlighten me, about me?" I ask, crossing my arms on my chest.

"You are scared of accepting it. It's a part of your personality that you want to hide from everyone but most importantly, yourself and even now, when I'm getting to know about it, you're snapping. You don't like the fact that you're afraid of something," he reasons and I frown but don't really say anything because what he just said is not exactly false.

I don't like the fact that I'm scared of heights. I don't want to accept it and so I want to hide it.

"It's okay you know, to be scared. Like you said, all of us have a weakness. Even Ayana has one," he says and I laugh at the last part before nodding with a slight smile.

"So tell me, what exactly is it about height that terrifies you?" he asks me and I shrug.

"Well, I've heard people can fall of a height and die, even when they can see. I'm blind and so I don't really know where I'm going, plus I've kind off forgotten what it's like to be at a height, and that's why I haven't moved an inch since I walked out the lift. I'm feeling like there's just one block of land and I'm standing on that," I explain and he chuckles.

"I know you think I'm a superhero but I can't really fly, so I need land on which I can stand, so it's not really a block," he retorts and I smile sheepishly at that.

"Okay so, if I grab your hand right now and take you a little ahead with me, would you come?" he asks and my smile falters.

It doesn't falter because I don't want to be mean to him and say no.

It falters because my body seems to be ready and my mind is screaming yes before he even finished his sentence and that terrifies me.

I've known him for three days, this one being the fourth and I already trust him with my life.

More than that, I want to go.

I want to go.

"Don't worry, I won't push you off the edge, if that's what you're worried about," he says, trying to sound cool but I could sense the nervousness and insecurity in his voice.

I chuckle at this and my head listens to a mind of its own and nods itself.

Soon enough, I feel his hand on mine, his fingers lacing themselves with my own and the tingles along with the goosebumps follow shortly. A feeling of security and safety settles in my heart, even when I'm facing my fears.

It's almost similar to the feeling that you experience when you're drowning and someone holds your hand and pulls you out of it.

And he's pulling me out of not only my fears but alot of other things.

I take deep breaths to calm my racing heart. The wind has gotten stronger and I can imagine my hair, flying in all directions. He tugs at my hand and as if the jitters from his touch were not already enough, the anxiety of moving on this very high terrace hits me.

I'm practically shaking right now, my insides a storm. My minds a wreck and my heart has melted and I don't know what I'm doing.

All I know is that this boy has my hand and that, somehow, is holding the little sanity in me.

"Okay, we're not on the edge, in fact we're far from it. These are the steps that lead to the edge railing, which is at a little height. I want you to stand on the very first step and feel everything around you, okay?" he says and I take a deep breath before nodding hesitantly.

"Trust me, nothing can happen to you. I just want you to feel the wind and let your body relax. Don't worry about anything, forget you're on a height, just enjoy it, okay?" he instructs me and I take a deep breath before nodding again.

I climb up the first step and shut my eyes, feeling the air crash against my skin, crawling on it ever so slightly. The goosebumps rising and my hair flying in its direction.

I feel light headed and my shoulders loosen up a bit. I lift both my hands up and open them wide, almost as if I'm hugging the wind.

It's surreal and it feels amazing.

I feel...free.

He is right.

Oh my god, why was I even scared of this?

"Enjoying?" he asks softly and I nod.

"I haven't had this much fun for quite some time," I say honestly and we stand there in comfortable silence or I could say we were both conversing through the wind, our voices mere sounds of it blowing past us, the meanings understood.

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"You were up there for five hours, still you didn't want to come down?" Ayana asks me.

They called us down and I came, reluctantly. We called for dinner and while it's coming, everyone decided to freshen up. So here we are, in the girls room, with these two besties interrogating me about their other best friend.

I wonder if it's always like this for girls...

"Yeah, it was peaceful and nice. I was liking it and so I didn't want to come down," I say honestly.

"And your brother thought Vihaan killed you," Krisanne let's out, her tone sounding angry and annoyed at the same time.

"Yeah, I wonder how their holding up in that room," Ayana muses and I change the topic.

"Guys, since we have the time, can we finish with the question of the day? Today you guys go first," I say and both of them 'Hmm'.

"Okay guys, I've got one," Krisanne announces and I straighten before giving her all my attention.

"Just say it now," an impatient Ayana says and I'm guessing their glaring at each other now.

"Alright, so, what is your one wild wish, something which no normal person would do, but you really want to do it," Krisanne says and I roll my tongue in my mouth, thinking.

"I want to run away, at the last moment, on the day of my marriage, like from the Altar or mandap like we Indians say it," Ayana says and Krisanne huffs.

"You probably have a long list of those things that you want to do," Krisanne says sarcastically and I laugh.

"Amber, I want to know yours," she turns to me and I take a deep breath and finally finalise on the one option out of all those that were running in my mind.

"I want to go to a bitches house and remove my frustration by breaking everything I come in contact with," I say with a smile and I hear them cat call.

"Woah, now that would be fun. But try not to get caught," Ayana says with a lot of excitement and amusement and I laugh before nodding.

"Offcourse, now, it's Krisanne's turn, go on," I say and pay all my attention to what Krisanne is about to say.

"Well, I want to..."

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