A/N: I know I know it's been a long time. A real long time. And I am nothing but sorry about the same. Life has not been favouring me much this whole time, and I was too drained physically and emotionally to write update. I know I have disappointed many people in the last couple of months. I have been seeing many texts and comments of people requesting to update and wondering if I am fine.
I am fine. Atleast fine enough to invest myself into writing something. And I am very glad of that. Yes, I would have written even before if I tried. But I didn't want to compromise with the essence of my any book. I think I need a break to replenish myself.
Also, many people have been demanding for closure and what not. Believe me, there is going to be no closure of my books before I write their epilogues. Quitting is just not my thing.
I'd rather give slow updates than simply end what I'd put so much love and time in.
I apologize for the delay and promise to update TVPOL in the coming days too. My apology may not look heartfelt but that was the reason I wrote an update first and then decided to apologize with this compensation.
Sorry again. Please stay connected and read and shower love on this and the the coming updates. I promise I wouldn't disappoint.
Love.
-V
(Here you go for the story update.)
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Time doesn't make you stronger. It only increases your endurance towards the pain. And that isn't by strength, but by a fake smile.
D A V I D W E L L I N G T O N
(11th May, 2019. Thursday. Italy, Rome)
Lying on this familiar bed, I had memories whirling in my mind. While I was away, James and Jessica shifted to Nonna's place as she is not well, and needs all time care.
Initially I stayed with them, but when Eric refused to go to their mansion after his sister's death, I too shifted here. So this was basically my childhood home.Yesterday when I came here and nonna got to know that, she was ecstatic. On the other hand, I was hurt to see her lying on the bed. She scolded me for being so careless and then kissed my head for coming back.
But as much as I hate to admit, I couldn't sleep at all. Even when my family is here. Why? Because my body wanted to drink something. And Ashtons had nothing in their refrigerator.
When I intended to leave to get something for myself, James closed me in this room. According to him, 'I can drink milk if I am so thirsty!'
What am I? A two years old??
When I saw sun shining, I grumpily stood up from my bed to take a shower.
Just then I heard some knocks on my door.
"David?", I heard Jess' voice, "Child come downstairs... it's 11 in the morning now."
I took a deep breath to stabilize my voice, "Coming Jess..just give me ten minutes for a shower. I am stinking."
I heard her chuckle, "Okay..."
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She kept before me a glass of mango shake and a fruit salad, "Here you go. I made it just the way you liked."
I smiled gratefully though I wanted to admit how I haven't had any proper breakfast since an year. My mornings mostly consisted of sipping alcohol because that made me feel alive.
"Eat David. You've grown so thin."
I nodded uncomfortably and took the fruits in my fork..
As soon as I kept the first piece in my mouth, I felt like I would puke. Not that the food was bad but now my system was used to christened with some vine or vodka first thing in the morning.

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