It has been a day since I came here and things are really weird for me.The lifestyle of aunt Cara and that of Emily is very much different from what I had.
But it's okay. Who really cares about that?
Yesterday when Emily hugged me, I felt as if nothing had happened to Emily at all. All this was just a nightmare and that my Emily was still mine. But this dream didn't last for long.
She had been crying after watching the movie The Notebook . And when I walked in, she felts as if I was Noah and that is why she hugged me. But I don't care about the story behind the hug. I had my Emily in my arms. I consoled her. I talked to her. I even wiped her tears. That moment was the best moment of my life.
But soon she realized that I was a stranger for her and so she pushed me away. Later, aunt Cara told her that I was a friend of hers whom she doesn't remember now. Emily was convinced by this and hence our talks began.
It's 7 PM right now.
I am here at the shore with the immortal sea washing my feet. And Emily is standing right beside me.
"Since when do we know each other?"
"Umm... for nearly four or five years."
"Oh! That's nice. So were we close friends? Or just normal friends?"
"We were really very close. There is nothing that we don't know about each other."
"I must have loved you, right?"
"Yeah. You have loved me the most."
"I ..."
And then there was a sudden silence as we watched the sun going down.
I was sad that she did not remember a thing but then I was glad that she was still beside me.
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