Whispered Wishes: The Magic of Childhood Dreams

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Whenever Saint got free time, he would spend his time with NuNew's parents. Maybe it was empathy, maybe the fact that he knew it was the closure that Zee needed or maybe he could connect with the loneliness that the old couple were going through, Saint felt very much connected with them. Nunew's parents too loved Saint just like their own son.

Ever since Mew had informed Saint about what had happened with Zee, Saint couldn't help but feel a deep sense of concern for the man he loved. His heart ached for Zee, and he wished that Zee had confided in him about the painful past. Not a single day passed without Saint missing him, and he wished Zee had placed more trust in their relationship. The fact that Zee had gone through so much pain, losing his first love, was something that Saint couldn't bear to think about. He understood why Zee had been angry with him on the day he found Saint riding the motorbike; it must have triggered countless painful memories. The trauma that Zee had experienced was something Saint wanted to help him heal from, and it was one of the many reasons why he asked Zee to come with him.

"Why did you stop here Saint? What is this place?"

Saint took his time in framing his answer. "This is where Nunew's parents live."

Zee's eyes went wide. He couldn't face them. The guilt was eating him alive. Only one word came out of his mouth, "Why?"

"You need to".

"I can't", Zee said, his voice sad and miserable.

"It's important, Zee, for you, for NuNew's parents, for us...to move forward", Saint stated.

"How can I, Saint? I feel so guilty. I can't Saint...I Just can't", Zee disagreed.

"Zee, you have to do this....for NuNew", Saint added. Zee sighed and nodded.

Everyone needed closure to accept the past and move forward in their lives.

Saint went in first and knocked on the door. Mrs. Perdpiriyawong opened the door.

"Saint, my child, come in."

She ushered Saint as usual. Nunew's father was reading a newspaper. He smiled as he looked at Saint. "Good afternoon Saint."

"Good afternoon uncle", Saint smiled back at the old man.

Saint was feeling heavy in his chest as he sat down on the couch. "I want to talk to you about something, rather someone".

"Who?"

"Zee."

"Don't say his name, Saint. He killed my son. I don't ever want to hear his name.", Mr. Perdpiriyawong stopped Saint.

"He is miserable, uncle. And he has been feeling guilty every second since that day."

"Haahh...No Saint, I don't think so. He must be happy with his life, probably might have got married and having a great life with his wife or husband." Mr. Perdpiriyawong was pissed at Zee. He could never forgive the man who killed his son.

"No. Uncle, he is not happy and neither is his husband."

"How would you know, Saint dear?", Nunew's mom spoke. "NuNew was our only child and he took him away from him. NuNew was crazy about Zee, blinded by his love. He wouldn't hear anything of us. He took away our only hope, our only child. You don't know Zee."

"I do know Zee, Uncle coz, he is my husband." Saint looked at them. Nunew's parents looked at him with shock.

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