I tried my best afterwards to talk to Pooja. We had to get everything cleared up. Yeah, she knows that I am falling for her but there’s othe things that she doesn’t know. And that is that I love my brother. He is my true family, someone I genuinely loved and I would never want to take away his happiness. I would suppress my feelings for her my whole life but I will never let Anmol be hurt.
I saw Pooja, alone in a corner afterwards. She was still a bit shocked from our conversation, I could see that. I walked towards her to talk to her. To clear everything up but when she saw me coming, fear creeped into her eyes. She quickly walked towards Anmol, ignoring me.
I lower my head. Dejected. I bought this to myself. Me being stupid told her about my feelings even though I knew she wounds understand. No one would understand.
I walked to my room and saw the blank canvas. My mind was filled with thoughts and emotions which I could tell no one, instead I could pour them all into this one blank canvas.
I got all my colors, paint, everything ready and after painting, not knowing what I was going to draw.
