My Forgotten Love

Blurry image, blurry feelings

Third person's pov

"I-is it possible? H-how?" Natasha stuttered to herself as the tears roll down her cheeks. Natasha couldn't believe what she had seen. She's not stupid to not know that it's her ring and her hand. She tried to dig deeper in Steve's account but that's the only thing she found, she thought that maybe Steve set the other pictures private due to the gap of the posts.

A soft knock brought Natasha back to reality and she immediately wiped her tears, "Come in."

"Uh Ms Romanoff? You have three meetings today, and the first one is about to start in an hour." Her secretary told.

"Clear all my schedule today and set it tomorrow. I have something to do." Natasha commanded, posturing herself.

"B-but mam they said that they needed to see the new designs today, so that we can start working on it." Her secretary stuttered, clearly she's nervous of how Natasha will react.

Natasha let out a sigh and just agreed. "Fine, schedule the urgent one, or is it all urgent?"

"Not all mam, just the second one, I'll switch it then cancel the rest." Her secretary answered.

"Mhm, thank you." Natasha consented, her secretary left the room right after Natasha said that. I need to finish this fast. Natasha thought to herself.

***

The meeting didn't last that long which made Natasha sighed in relief. She went back in her office to get her bag but suddenly she felt like the world is spinning.

Natasha stumbled and grips on her table for balance. A horrendous headache just kicked in and somehow something shown up in her memory like a flash.

It's a figure of man and girl who's hugging. The girl threw the roses on the floor for some unknown reasons, the boy intertwined his hand with the girl.

Soon the headache is gone but Natasha didn't know who was it or why did it even happened. Was her mind playing games at her? But why did it felt so real then? she didn't know if it happened and if that girl was her. Natasha didn't felt that kind of pain in her head before, it's like there's a whirlpool in it!

She knew there's only one person who can help her. She didn't know why but she needs him. She needs to see Steve, she knows that even if she treated him like shit he'll help her.

Steve's pov

"When can I see you again?" The little girl asked through the other line.

"Thay baby, I don't know yet..." I told trying to soothe Amethyst. She's clearly upset about me not seeing her.

I heard her sniff and for sure she's frowning right now, "But... It's been a while papa..."

"Don't be sad Thay, I'll make it up to you okay? Papa needs to go now."

"As usual."

"Thay? Please understand Papa?"

"You always said that papa! You don't spend time with me anymore!" I heard her sobbed and soon after Kara speaks. "Sorry for that Grant, I'll talk to Thay."

I frowned and took a deep breathe, my heart aches for being a terrible father to my child. "It's okay Kara, she has the right to be upset, I gotta go now Kara sorry I have something important to finish here at work."

"Okay bye."

"Bye." I muttered and set my phone aside and started signing these tons of paper, ignoring the fact that I just hurted my daughter's feeling.

Technically I haven't visited her for like almost three months now due to everything that's need to be done here. Being a single parent isn't easy for me given the fact that I'm just a 25 years old man but what can I say? I didn't use a protection. But I'm not regretting what happened, Amethyst is the best give I have gotten and Kara helps me taking care of her.

I was really into my work that I haven't notice the messages in my phone. I didn't bother to look at it and just turned it off. After a while I heard a faint knocked on my door.

"Come in please." I yelled not taking my eyes off on the papers.

"Your office is nice." A voice of a girl said.

"Thank you." I replied still not looking.

"Seems like you're pretty busy, I can come back anytime. Sorry for disturbing you." The girl casually told and when I finally looked up to her.

"N-natasha... What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk about something. You need to answer my questions whether you like it or not."