All Those Lies

23.Present

"You'll mourn for every leaf that falls, but you'll also grow from them."

                                                   ℝ𝔼𝕐ℤ𝔼𝕃

The Stacy issue is getting out of hand. The case seems so simple yet so complicated. Or am I failing due to my emotional attachment?

Her phone is unreachable. Eve called her for a thousand time. I called using the burner phone. My officers also failed to track her. Usually it happens when the battery is removed from the cell. She is clever. But for how long?

I'm missing something. A crucial part. The case is yet to be started, unfolded. I'll make sure justice is made.



After unlocking the door my eyes immediately lands on the girl sleeping on the couch. The television is on. God she is still the same. The same Eve.

I hate to admit but I'm glad she is here. Safe and sound. She's stopped arguing about returning to her home and that's the worst part. She is giving up. Giving up on herself.

I stare at her sleepy face. She got long eyebrows that suits her ocean blue eyes perfectly. A few strand of hair is over her lips to be exact. I remove them slowly with a gentle stroke on her cheeks. It's hard to stay away from her. Not to touch her.

I slowly carry her in my arms making sure she doesn't get awake. Her room is messy just like her.

I lay her down on the bed draping the comforter all over her. The urge to kiss those soft pink lips.

On the bed side table, there is a book. Since when does she read books?

I flip over the page curiously, I find a photograph. Photograph of us years ago. We were both smiling. Hell did we knew we would have ended up like this.



I leave the room.

The person may leave but the memories remain with us just like the photographs.