◇ She wasn't my girlfriend
Neither she was my crush.
But in the list of priorities
She always remained the first ◇
◇ He is mature, I'm childish
He is responsible, I'm careless
He is strong, I'm sensitive
Hence proved, its also can be friendship ◇
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Chris's POV :
I slowed down the car and looked out the window. Nothing has changed here in these two years. I turned the car and crossed to the main road and sped up. The vehicles behind moved forward. I drove carefully looking at the shops on both sides.
I took another turn and headed down the road where I lay in a pool of blood. I see it all again before my eyes.
I stand on the left and she stands on the right. I move towards her with a bouquet of roses and on the other hand she jumps with joy. I drove the car through me and my body became dust in the air.
Little did I know that I would have to return to this street like this. I never wanted a comeback like this. In this life I am always running from one thing to another. I have no choice.
I parked my car in front of our favorite shop. I opened the door and walked out. I headed towards the shop and opened the door. Every time I enter here, my eyes always search for that person.
I turned around and tried to find the person I was looking for. People walk slowly with goods on trolleys.
Oh, there!
A happy smile spread across my lips. The owner is having a serious conversation with a customer.
"You'll get it on the third floor." Told the customer.
"May I see Miss Agnes?"
I asked standing behind her. She tilted her head and looked back.
I waved my hands, biting my lower lip with raised eyebrows.
Every millisecond her expression changed, from blankness to awe, from fear to surprise, from surprise to delight.
"God, God, I can't believe my eyes." She is filled with joy and disbelief. She is getting nervous but can't control her happiness.
"I miss you." I hugged her to comfort her and she didn't move, just babbling. I looked at her face and she was still surprised.
"Hey.. I'm back." I shook her. She looked at my face for a moment.
"You're back." Out of the blue she screamed out loud and all the customers were looking at us.
And the next thing I remember was a severe pain around my neck. Her bone-breaking embrace turned on her playfulness.
• • • •
"I'm so glad... you still... remember me." She drew her words out.
She said this many times, "You said this many times, tell me about yourself." I asked curiously.
"I'm married." Saying that she held out her hand towards me with a big smile showing her wedding ring.
