We never know (snowfall change)

Chapter-23 (part 2)

After a long drive, Song bought us to a place which I clearly remembered, my house, Where my parents were killed. The house didn't stand anymore because it was bombed but instead, a beautiful garden was standing there with the fence coming to my shoulders.

"Nothing was left here and my parents and Ellevi's parents thought of selling it but Ellevi suggested to turn it into a garden and lay your family here as a memory", he continued as we walked in, "So that when you miss them, you could come here. Ellevi thought a lot about you."

Miles hold my hand and smiled.

When we reached the place where the backyard stood, three gravestones appeared on my sight.

HERE LIES MR T. SOLO       S/O H.SOLO

and on the next one was written.

HERE LIES MRS K. SOLO     W/O T. SOLO

and on the next one.

HERE LIES MR VIZO SOLO     S/O T. SOLO

My body started to shake and tears over-flowed on my cheeks. I would've fallen on the ground if Miles wasn't there to hold my shoulders and let me  cry on his chest. We never know what would come the next moment or what our emotions would turn to because it's shuffled every time we feel.

Seeing the gravestones  and reading every word written in it made my tender heart squeeze.

I cried and cried and cried in the arms of the man I love but weirdly I felt glad within the pain running inside me. It felt like a drug was healing my wounds.

Is it normal to feel gladness now?   I thought.

But I knew that crying was the only thing that could be done and nothing else. We can't bring back the death.

So I allowed myself to feel happiness within the pain.

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The next day early in the morning I went outside and stood under the sky  the snow falling on me.

I stood there trying to understand what Miles meant when he said, "Levi no, why don't you still remember me?" in his sleep.

Miles, what do you mean? What do you mean by I don't remember you? Is there something I still don't know? Or am I just overthinking about a sleep-talk.

It was rare for Miles to sleep-talk but in the past when we had sleepovers he'd talk about things unrelated to his life in his sleep, just like I did before I got back my memories, maybe it's the same case with him, maybe he is talking about his past, the memories he still can't recall it.

Suddenly something landed on my head forcefully, as I turned around Miles was the culprit and Song was getting ready for his shoot, the culprit to be.

I rolled a big snowball and threw at them before they could.

And within a silent moment three childish adults were hitting snowballs at each other exchanging laughters.

Breathing heavily Song said, "I'm gonna miss you guys so much, never know when we'll meet again."

"I'm gonna miss you guys too", I added.

"I don't wanna miss you guys but I guess I'll have to", Miles said.

We were going back to our own countries. We were not teenagers anymore as we had lives to live, different lives.

"I wish we are taking the same flight to the same country", Miles frowned.

              I wish too

A long silence occurred.

"Lets have some delicious food!", Song shouted to fill the silence.

Another snowfall change.

"Mandu!! (dumplings!!)", Song shouted again.

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A/N : So here we  are at the end of fourth change, I can't believe we are here, but yes we are.

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