The Masquerade

Chapter 40

Adriana's POV

Its a usual day,but I am having hard time joining back the literature class,I am avoiding Daniele for almost a week now.

I havnt been to the class in order to avoid Daniele by all means.
I am still not clear in my thoughts about him,but my heart still beats with thoughts of him each second.

I have hard time,my mind and heart on constant battle and fight,never letting the war end on clear victory.

Some heaviness of my heart is the weight that my heart carries about all that has happened with Adiva and reverbrating in my mind are the words of Mr.Richard over and over.

I have long forgiven Daniele but to be with him or give him any hope of us being togeather is just not the right idea.

I have all the time known about Daniele amd his past,Its after such long time that he has finally been regarding his parents wishes.

I domt want to snatch away his time with his parents and take blames for it in future.

This is the major thing that now stops me but I am darn sure,my revelation would not make any sense to him if I keep it as a reason.

So I choose to keep away from him,or better away,I choose to tell myself hoe strong I am,by not seeing him.

I trust the fact,I would break bad,amd might not be able to stay firm on my decision.

I have seen Mrs.Clark so happy that day,how could I just forget that.I dont have a nerve to ignore her suffering and pain of taking away their only child from them.Mr.Richard would never let that happen.I am pretty much sure of it.
He has warm me,much before and each word he said now makes sense to me,especially the fact which he quoted "we never stay,we leave,ee always do"

Some innate fears in me from tge already existing situations and now from Mr.Richard's words now pin me aty place and I feel helpless and miserable.

I gather all my strength and courage and after like one week later,I march faking confidence in the literature class.
I silently take seat and Daniele's usual seat is empty.
My eyes move around in search of him and I find him nowhere in the class.

I ll admit that I am disappointed,after all seeing him for once would have helped me to know my state of mind better.

"Adriana,long time,no see?"A voice takes me out of my reverie.

"Hi Jean,yeah,I wasnt well for a long so decided to give myself some rest." I reply.

And the similar question is asked to my by my professor aswell,I reply the same.

I take help of Jean,to learn all the skipped lectures and about all the assignments.

My heart still hopes even in the last ten minutes of the lecture that Daniele shall come,but he doesnt.

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The next morning I wake up to another bright day,ironically my days aint brightest of any.I dress for office and start with my routines.

I take heavy steps to office,I mentally prepare myself to face Francesca and Mrs.Clark after what all happened.

I hope nobody else knows about it.Just as the concourse opens,I see Mrs.Clark outside.

She greets me with a different smile this time.I lower my eyes and she keeps her hamd at my shoulder and asks me

"Would you mind taking coffee with me?"

I convincingly nod, and utter "sure"

My mimd has already created a story and I am somewhere afraid because I know she would tell me the same thing Mr.Richard once told me.

I feel bitterly afraid of what she is going to tell me.

As we reach downstairs,to the coffe house,we order for ourselves.

"Adriana,don't take me wrong,I want to talk to you about something but the final call will be yours"

I nod,and she begins.

"Adriana,I dont know what all do you know about us and our family but there is something you need to know"

"Daniele has told me about your divorce and all his childhood"I amswer bluntly.

"Good,so the confusion is clear.
Now my motive to bring you here is to show you something.

"Yeah,sugar please" she answers the waitor and continues back with me.

"The night when you left him broken,he hurt himself,He got his hand bruised and I followed him out after sometime he had left to find him lonely on the empty street,sitting with a bleeding hand,He wasnt badly drunk but was intoxicated with your love,I could see it in his eyes,
I am a mother Ana,I havent ever been with him and stood for him for my own bunch of reasons but He is my son,First time in the lifetime he huges me and sobbed on my shoulders,He was bleeding badly and fainted with such loss of blood.

He was all in senses,and he kept on telling me over and over that I was never a good mother and that I am losing my breath,tell her to come back."

"I cried for good minutes sitting there with him,It was first time ever he opened his heart out to me,Ana.

Today a mother has come to beg from you the life of her child and redemption for herself.

I have never ever done anything for my son,never,dont take this opportunity from me to be able to convince you for better.

I bring it for you to see,how he has been for days,he has locked himself in his own house and from three days we havent heard from him.

I am worried Ana,He has never been on happiness receving end,He has loved and lost people,And now If he lose you,he shall never be the same again.

I have bought for you to see what he qrites intensly about love and life,this is the manuscript he wrote last month,which is printed in the leading magazine column,you must read how he writes and this from 15 days back and here are some from months ago"

I take away the papers she handsover to me and I read them all,It melts my heart to see him describe love as inevitable conversations,my words,my statements as it is,written beautifully into it.

I am startled by the way he describes best life as the literature classroom,with our initial argument of first day and then our silly assignments.

I am more moved by the best experience descripted by the Miami air and all the adventure.

I am never,I never was missing from his life,Chills run down my spine and realisation dawns upon me.

I think no more and immediately know he has loved me from the time I did but maybe not the way I do,but it doesnt mean not with everything he has.

Tears begin to soak my cheeks and I look upto Mrs.Clark she looks at me with promising smile and tells me its my turn to decide.

"What about Mr.Richard?"

"He is just a materalistic man,who is born to feed his greed,his own wife and son has ever mattered to him,so wont losing an intern"

We laugh together at that.

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Author's Note:

Anymore twist yet to come,Oh wait!
Maybe!! ;))

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