Epilogue

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No, loyalty is not difficult..
Just look at here,In your eyes my whole world lies..
Listen once, The words that I wasn't able to speak..
My world is only you, you are my hope...
Listen the prayers, Listen the punishments, I had loved once, I had proposed once...

Author's POV :-

If someone would ask me where am I right now? My only reply would be 'In peace'. Its almost winter here, the trees are covered with snow as if the clouds have hugged them. Dublin is my always perfect escape from the chaos of my troubling life, I can stay here for life. 

"uhh~" I bluffed, putting my heavy laptop bag on a bench.

Settling myself near my bag, my eyes roam around the park. There are only families, the happy ones not the sad ones like mine. Sighing heavily my eyes spotted a small chubby baby boy at the swing, struggling to get out of it. He tried and tried but couldn't make out of it. He got frustrated and is about to start crying but stopped when he looked at me with his big doe like eyes and huge green glossy pupils. I smiled at him and knelt down at his level.

"Want me to help you?" I asked, he nodded.

I quickly removed the shackles of the swing aside and pulled him out. He almost jumped and is about to run away but halted in his track and looked at me with a small smile.

"Thank you." He said, My smile widen.

"You are cu-"

"AYAN!" A masculine voice cut me off, I turn around to see the same man from two and almost half years ago.

He didn't looked at me but my eyes never leaved his face, he walked passed me. I turn around and saw him saying something to the boy whose name I guess is ayan. The boy smile brightly and ran away. Than Mr. Abu daud, yes I remember his name very well. He straighten his prosture and looked at me pleasingly.

"He is my son, Ayan." He said as if he saying to a friend.

"You remembered me?" I asked, surprisingly but he chuckled.

"Of course! How can I forget you, Ms. Writer?" He said, I smiled at his reference.

"How are you Mr. Abu daud?" I asked and this time he looked at me surprisingly.

"You remembered my name?" He asked, I nodded proudly.

"So, have you published any story yet?" He asked, walking towards me.

"No actually, I just wrote them but didn't published any..."  I said, disheartened.

"Why?" He asked, now we started walking towards the bench where I kept my bag.

"Just didn't have the courage yet" I said.

"Woah! Are you the same who said 'Soon my books will spread fire in the world of authors'." He said, mimicking me from our last meeting.

"Wow~ You even remember my exact words." I said, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah it was fun travelling with you than, you made me forget my sadness even it was  for a moment." He said, smiling but he looked sad.

"So! Do you still talk casually to strange men like before?" He asked, sitting on the bench.

"I mean yeah! Like right now I am still doing the same." I said with a grin, he chuckled nodding.

An awful silence engulfed us, we just sat there staring at the view in front of us. I gulped before looking at his face, he kept looking in front without being bothered by my gaze. 

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