<h4>Chapter 25: You Make Me Crazy, Myra</h4>


    (Author’s POV)


    During the car ride, Myra kept her face towards the window, looking at the outside view but all she could see was Elio and their failed attempt to kiss. She was scratching her finger tips fiercely with her nails unconsciously. Myra wanted to talk about what were Elio’s feelings towards her and what their rtionship was now, but couldn’t find the courage to do so.


    Elio, while driving, noticed a faint sound of tick ticking. He peered Myra’s way; her face was not visible from that angle, her golden bronze wavy locks covering her front. Then he lowered his gaze towards her hands and saw her nails peeling of her skin.


    "If you scratch them one more time, the blood will ooze out of it, you wouldn’t want another injury, will you?" Elio remarked aloofly, now keeping his eyes on the road.


    Myra halted, understanding his words. It wasn’t intentional from her at all. Whenever Myra was in a dilemma or deep thinking it was one of those bad habits of hers. Sheposed herself and without looking Elio’s way said, "Ahh, sorry. I was just thinking something."


    "May I know what is it?" Elio pried further. "Maybe I could solve your worries." He gave Myra one of those dazzlingly beautiful smile of his, creating a ring of halo right behind his head, bright and shiny. Myra turned her head and was captivated by him for a moment. ’How can some be so stunning?’ Elio’s chocte brown hair werezily loosened in a curly fringe making him look all the more adorable.


    "Myra if you keep staring at me, I won’t be able to concentrate while driving, please think about the pedestrians and other cars" Elio chuckled softly at her dazed state. His wlessly wed dimple, enhancing his facial features.


    Myra bit her lower lip and asked him point nk, "Why did you kiss me Elio?"


    Elio didn’t stop the car but looked at Myra curiously, "Why do you think so, Myra?"


    "I don’t know that’s why I’m asking you directly?" Myra repeated again. She wanted to know the meaning behind it.


    "A girl and a boy kissing can only mean one thing" Elio said proudly.


    "And what is that?" Myra kept pressing him on.


    "Ohh Myra, why are you so innocent, hmm? What I want to say is that ...<i> I LIKE YOU</i>" he whispered softly.


    Myra was left speechless at his words, her heart doing bungee jumping in the left side of her rib cage. Elio’s direct confession made Myra feel excited as well as perplexed. In her eyes, she was just a in and ordinary girl from an average family, why will a guy like Elio like her. They have met just two days ago.


    Myra has never been in a rtionship before because she was always busy studying and couldn’t spare time for such leisurely things. For her, the idea of liking someone was, when the two people involved have known each other for a considerable amount of time. She didn’t believe in love at first sight, that was all nonsensical in her eyes.


    Elio, being interested in her, can only mean one thing, ’he just wants a casual rtion with me.’


    For Myra, as handsome as Elio was, he was prone to attract attention, especially of the opposite gender. His kind and gentle trait adds to it. ’He sure would have had a lot of girlfriends. I am maybe just his new time pass.’


    "Then, why did you leavest night" Myra threw another question at him.


    Elio was momentarily unable to answer, but he somehow managed to form one, "actually, ummm, I didn’t wanted to hurt you."


    "Hurt me?" Myra looked at him with doubt in her eyes. ’Did he really kiss me just casually?’


    Elio scratched the back of his head with his left hand, right hand still holding the steering wheel and said, "Ummm, how should I put this, you see. I didn’t want to hurt you because it was getting hard for me to restrain myself. I didn’t want to lose control. <strong>You makes me crazy Myra</strong>."


    His honest words made Myra blush profusely; her rosy cheeks turned two shades darker. She didn’t know what to say to Elio.


    Soon they arrived at the designer’s studio. As the car stopped, she kinda got the excuse to avoid saying anything to Elio and bolted out of the car at once. She has never been in a situation of being confessed. Many people use to see Myra as an attractive person and wanted to approach her but her stern personality made it almost impossible for anyone to confess to her. She used to receive a lot of love letters in her school days, but she always brushed it off as silly little pranks from her ssmates, never reading any of it.


    Myra caught up to Nora who justnded with Dion. "You missed us so much that now you are pouncing on me" Nora teased her.


    "Yeah" Myra nodded in response and then noticed she was limping. Elio caught up with them, dragging the wheel chair in his hand. He knew Myra was feeling shy and embarrassed and didn’t want to tease her further, at least not in front of his brother and sister, he simply gestured for her to take her seat.


    Myraplied and sat down, her face still beetroot red. They walked inside the studio as an assistant weed and guided them to the VVIP room, "Ms. Everests, Mr. Everests’ this way please."


    They VVIP room was brightly lit, the interior a mix of gold and cream, a huge ss chandelier hanging above their head. In the center, an incredibly stunning piece of clothing was worn by a dummy. "Wow, that’s beautiful, thank you na" Nora was mesmerized by the dress.


    An appealing and sexy violet strapless slit beaded chiffon dress was what Nora opted for when the designer showed her the catalogue.


    Two weeks ago, the designer, na, was asked to visit Everests mansion for Nora’s debutante dress, there she picked out this style but was worried about the oue. Now she was too stunned to say anything more. The dress was paired with same coloredce sleeves and a ck baroque crystal tiara crownplimenting the whole look, making it look sexy and graceful at the same time.


    To Be Continued . . . . . . .