Takdir

∞ May ∞

21 May 20xxi. 4 am

How are you Suri? Have you regained your consciousness back? Have you healed your broken bones? I wish I can tell you how sorry I am for putting you in such an awful situation.

Tell me, Suri, does Noah hate me? Do you hate me? Because I sure am I do.

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13 August 20xxi. 9 am

I was in the garden, watering the plants, when I caught Xye approaching. He looked somehow disheveled; maybe because unlike today, he usually wear a coat over his dress shirt; his tie usually tighten to perfection; his hair usually twisted in a bun; because his eyes are usually clear and sharp, attentive to things around him.

But today, just today, he doesn't looked like he care about them. Strands of his hair slipped from the strain and his tie dangled around his collar loosely. An involuntary shiver ran through me as he stopped just over the flower beds.

I didn't think the girls around the garden saw it in him since only a few of them has the courage to hold their head to see him in the eyes; but how can I not see his distress when all I have done lately is staring at him while he's not looking?

I looked around as others silently removed themselves from the garden and from us. I felt it in my heart, the fear creeping and gripping while I slowly withered under his intense scrutiny. The image of darkness and the pain that I had to endure because of him came back punching me in the gut. My throat constricted along the reminiscence of such a painful memories, cutting my circulation and I start to take shallow breath.

He took a step back seeing the state I was, but that's when my eyes caught the raw emotion in his light grey bead of eyes that has my heart clenching. Those eyes captivated me and I lost track of time just there with him.

I forgot about how I should have feared him. I forgot about how I should have hated his presence. I forgot about how I should have rejected his soul. Because with him then, I feel alright and everything fells right.

I had not uttered a single word, and neither had he, when he took a turning step and left me there, feeling as empty as I have always been.