Thread Of Fate

Chapter:45

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Azrail woke up hearing the bird chirping. He raised his arm to hug her but his eyes opened up in horror not seeing her in the bed. He looked at him. He was tugged in a blanket. Maybe she will do it. Azrail got up and ran downstairs anxiously. 

His eyes fall on two suitcases downstairs. Fear crawled in his heart. He stumbled in his action. His breathing got faster.It seems like he can't breathe now.

.........

Cynthia walked on the beach wearing a shawl.Her mind was occupied in many thought.2 months fast Chris left him. She held a funeral for him.Azrail is the one who arranged everything. Cynthia didn't ask Azrail anything because she knew why he did it. She can't blame him. She saw the sincerity and love in his eyes for her which at one time felt like a dream. 

"Cynthia" Cynthia step halted hearing the same deep voice. Her eyes turned behind and she froze. She can't believe he is here. 

"Chris" she whispered his name. There he is wearing a white shirt. Look like a fallen angel. 

"Chris it's you " Cynthia smiled cupping her cheeks. She wanted to touch him to know it was not a dream. She kissed her forehead and gave a murmurous kiss to his face to make him chuckle. 

"Yes, Corazon. It's me" he kissed her palm. 

"Chris, I am sorry for forgetting you. I am sorry for not being with you. I am sorry Chris. She cried. Chris' face turned soft. 

"Shhh don't cry. It's not your fault. It's nobody's fault. We all are victims of fate. I am not angry nor am I sad trust me" He consoled her. He caressed her hair.

"Azrail and I are bo....You don't need to explain. I know everything and you know what I am happy about, " he said, looking at her with shocked eyes.

"You are happy" she asked him confusedly. 

"Yes I am happy. You know what makes me happy? It's you. I am happy to see you smiling. I am happy that someone has who can take care of you, love you in my absence. Why should I not be happy? " he said, wiping her tears. 

"But you are alone.I leave you alone" guilty tears fall on her eyes. 

"Who said I am alone. I have someone with me. You wanted to see" he said with a soft voice. Cynthia is confused.

"Papa" Cynthia jolted in her place hearing a cute children's voice. She looked behind and saw a small child. He was wearing a white shirt like him. His eyes are exactly like her. But face has chris resemblance.

"He is... 

" Our baby. Your little prince. You know what you are always right. It's a boy and you know he is very naughty.Always bother me like his mom "he said, pinching her nose. 

" I am not naughty"Cynthia whined. Her eyes on the small children who were clutching his father's hand. 

"I am not alone. Our baby is with me, Corazon" he said gently.