The One I Was Waiting For.

I hate him that I love him!

"Mishi...answer the damn question. Why are you crying?" He asks as he cups my face in his hands. I sob hard again. My tears are still not ready to stop and my voice is not ready to be found.
I can't speak. I can't think. I am just experiencing one emotion - pain.

"It's...not..like...gift..him..alb..um." I say something between my cries like this. Even I can't understand what have I said. He tenses his brows and I see swear dropping from his forehead.
I feel guilty.
He is trying to calm me down from more than an hour. The food in front of me is wasted now. The diner is almost empty. Everyone is looking at me strangely. And Rob is making so much efforts but me being me...I am so stupid.

I take a deep breath and sigh softly.
"This." I give him the album. He was so engulfed in calming me down that he did not even notice the album and the letter in my hand.
He takes it having a confused look plastered on his face.
He turns some pages and his eyes widen in shock...just like I did. He looks at me and I look away; tears still flowing down my cheeks.

"Who gave it to you, baby?" He asks. His voice melts me inside. I cry even louder now.
Great! Just great.

Stop it, girl! That is just enough. You are strong. You promised yourself. You promised your mother. You promised your best friends.
I wipe my tears and keep a straight face.

"Dad." I whisper.

"What? Who?" He can't hear me so he asks again.

"Daddy..." I whisper a little louder this time and extend my hand to give him the letter.
He takes it and reads it in haste. I can hear his breathing level increases and he sweats more now.
When he is finished with the letter, he looks at me. I am no more crying. My expressions are just plain. I am dumbstruck.

"Come here.." He softly says and takes me in his gentle arms. I feel so safe and better. I hug him tighter and his shirt soaks my tears which are now again flowing like a river.

"He is alive.." I say between my cries. "He is back."

"I understand, darling. Its alright." He rubs my back; comforting me every moment.
I get lost in the moment and suddenly...pass out, I guess?

I hear faint voices of Rob...he is panicked. He shakes me but my eyes are refusing to get open. I sleep.
Hmm...this is nice. Its painless.
All I see is black.

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I feel a bad headache. Unconscious, I rub my eyes and stretch myself. I feel a soft bed below me and a sweet and sexy cologne around. I smile as I realize I am with him.
My eyes are still closed and I don't want to open them.
But...we were at the diner, how did I come here?

Suddenly all the memories of last night hits me. I swing my eyes open in hurry and sit on the bed. I look around.
The room is dark but some lights are coming inside the room from the curtains.

I rub my face gently and finally come our of the sleep.

I decide to get up from the bed but a hand touches my hand. I look towards it.
Rob is fast asleep near me. He is laying on his stomach and his hand is on mine. His hair is usual sexy which is right now tangled and messed up. I see he is shirtless.
His back muscles are relaxed like his eyes and cheeks. I smile.
He looks so innocent while sleeping. He is the brightest portion of my life. His one sight makes me smile. His one smile makes my day.
I lay beside him comfortably and hold him by his waist; hiding my face in him.
His smell reaches my nostrils and I breathe in more. It refreshes me totally.

"Mmmm...." He moans in his sleep and shifts a little. Now he is sleeping on his back. I softly giggle at him and hold his stomach; resting head on his chest.