If Only...

Night Changes

AVRIL'S P.O.V.,

So I have changed my appearance so that no one can identify me....I'm sure till now there will be people out there looking for me. So here I am looking for a place to spend the night . It's been nearly 8 hours of my hunt and I have started to feel hungry.Searching for the hotel, I am lost  here in London where I found this little restaurant....so to destroy my hunger I entered it.

         I am sitting at this place for a while now thinking whether what I did was right or wrong...I  am so lost in my own thoughts that I absolutely forgot my hunger . Suddenly an old lady comes up to me.  She's got a bent back and shuffles instead of walks. She is wrinkly, has yellow and brown and missing teeth, a rasping voice, and gnarled hands. She's confident enough not to have to be loud and fast, as she has some sort of feature." Excuse me miss, would you like to order something?" she asks. "I'll order in a while" I reply."I'm sorry miss but the place is about to close so it'll be very kind of you to order." she says sounded a bit tired and irritated.Not wanting to each much due to my situation I ordered a soup.

      In some time she brought my order.I still am in my thoughts thinking about what will happen to me .I didn't even notice the tears falling down my cheeks until the same lady asked me if I was alright.Seeing her concern towards me I completely broke down..n stared sobbing loudly.

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After Three months,

So its been three months since the day I met Martha at the restaurant. As I suspected,She was the owner of that little food corner. That day it took me hours to make her understand that I was alright and that I was crying only because I was missing my parents as I was new here. Finally, She believed my words and also offered me a job here seeing that I was new here and probably jobless. Apparently, I am living at her apartment but I pay her a small amount every month as a rent.So eventually, we grew closer due to the circumstances as she never had any daughter and I had lost my mother long before. 

Martha's P.O.V

Three moths before, A girl entered my restaurant.  She was effortlessly beautiful. Her long red hair waved and caressed her body in a way that made me envy her  hair in a way I never have before. Her dimples were cute enough to make stare at her red cheeks.But there was something wrong. There was a kind of loneliness in her oceanic eyes, A kind of deep sadness. And I approached her. And I guess it was the best step I have ever taken. And Today, She ended up being my daughter, The person I treasure the most in my whole life.