Stories of Love In The Air

(R) Heard, Seen, and Saved (Unheard cries and unseen tears pt.2) [8] (End)

So i thought of many ways in which i could end this. This was the one that clicked the most with me. Hope you like it!

Phayu's pov:

I stared at the black screen of my phone as i twirled it around in my hand.

I was sitting on the bed in my room, by myself.

It was dead silent. Only the sound of the air conditioning could be heard.

This room felt way too big and vacant since i came back here.

It's cold without him here.

As if there's a big part of me missing.

Everything has felt bleak since he left.

Nothing holds meaning anymore.

All i can think about is him.

Worry for his well-being, fear of him not coming back, longing to see him again.

These are the only things that are on my mind most of the time.

I know i don't have anyone else to blame by myself.

I know his actions are justified. I wouldn't be any better if i was in his place.

Hell, i can never imagine what it would have been like for him.

I could never even come close to experiencing the same amount of pain as he did.

I sighed softly and leaned my head back as i gazed up at the ceiling.

Will he really be able to forgive us?

After what we did...

I don't know if i would have been able to do it were i in his shoes...

His words from that day rang in my head.

The pain and anger that laced his voice cut straight through my heart.

Knowing just how badly we had screwed up... Just how much pain he had gone through...

I couldn't even bring myself to beg him to not go after he said all that.

All i had felt was self-loathing and guilt.
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5 years later:

Rain's pov:

I slowly opened my eyes, blinking quickly to adjust to the bright sunlight pouring into the room through the mesh curtains.

I sat up and stretched my back and arms before looking around the room i was in.

It was a hotel room.

A big but simple one.

I got up from the bed and went to the ceiling-to-floor windows before drawing the curtains.

I had to squint for a few seconds because of the bright sunlight that assaulted my vision.

But a small smile formed on my face when i managed to adjust my vision and saw the view outside.

I was on the 23rd floor so i had a pretty good view.

I opened the door to the balcony and stepped outside, breathing in the fresh morning air.

"I'm back," I muttered to myself as i propped my arms on the railing and looked out at the view of Bangkok.

5 years. It's been 5 whole years since I've been here.

I saw some new places on the way here from the airport and a few changes as well.

But overall, this place was still the same as before.