ET2: Through The Storm

Chapter 46

Aron Ryle's POV

I am being a coward. I keep running away from the truth that I am even aware I can't avoid. Maging si Dwight ay nasasaktan na dahil sa ginagawa ko, dahil sa emosyon ko. This must not go on. I need to do something. I need to seek the truth from my parents. I need to fix myself first before I see Dwight.

When I stopped my car in front of the house, I tightened my grip on my steering wheel. I was indecisive if I should go in or not. I couldn't deny that I feel afraid. I am anxious about a lot of things. I couldn't even sort them out. Maybe, time could explain everything. 

I blew air and stepped down from my car. I am here already. What's the point of going back? I wasted time already, wondering yet I gained nothing. Talking with my dad is the only key that could unveil the truth about my mother. I know that it'll shock him that I already know the truth but I really wanted him to tell me everything without lying. I believe that my dad isn't that ruthless enough to hide the truth about my mom forever. 

"Sorry po, sir Ryle," the maid replied when I asked about them the whereabouts of my parents. "Si Madam Effie po madalang lang pong umuwi ng bahay. Si Sir Sandro naman hindi rin binanggit kung kailan ang uwi." 

I looked around and I couldn't help but feel sad. Our house is this huge but I couldn't feel its warmth. It's empty and dull. I felt heavy when I thought of my family. All I wanted was a fine dinner with them, yet I always ate alone at our dining table. Only my dad remembers my birthday. My dad is always busy with his own matters but it did not stop him from being there for me when he could. He listens to me when I have some stories to tell. He brought me to some places he visited before that he thought I would love too. 

My real mom? Does she remember my birthday? Did she wish that I am well every time she thinks of me? 

Ryle, you hypocrite. You wanted her to think of you. How about you? You are living for decades already, you don't even know that she exists. 

I felt the warm tears well in my eyes. I turned around, dragging my heavy feet outside the house. The pain I am bearing got worse even more. I wonder how I am going to carry this in the coming days. I am afraid I'll go crazy before another dawn comes. 

There are a lot of thoughts I couldn't let go and there are some I couldn't accept. 

I went to my garden house to spend the night. I played piano to calm myself down and ease my thoughts. As the harmonious melody played in my hearing, I closed my eyes and Dwight's images became vivid. 

I missed how her stern eyes soften when she looks at me, or see some stuff she loves. I longed for her alluring smile that gave warmth and bliss to my heart. I missed the sweet taste of her lip, even thousands of sweet things aren't close to. I missed how her warm touch caressed my soul.  

I recalled those little gestures she made that made me love her even deeper. The way she hit my elbow when she got excited or happy made me admire her more than I did the first day I saw her. I loved the way she glared at me, telling me if I wanted to leave the planet and such. I found her adorable when she tried to suppress her smile and ran away when she's shy. I admire her fighting spirit when she encounters some odds. 

I missed you, my love. 

I tilted my head when I felt the ray of sunlight touch my face. I tried to get up and realized that I was on the sofa. I probably dozed off here last night. 

I went to work and dealt with my patients with patience. Just like these past few days, I tried hard not to be distracted by my personal matters.