chapter nine

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Hadyn.

I picked up the flowers from the ground then held it close to my chest. I closed the door gently then took the envelope from the bouquet. I first sat down on the couch and settled the flowers beside me. I tore the edge of the envelope to expose a folded paper hidden inside.

I gulped. Whatever's the content of this letter, every word from it, I'll cherish it with my whole heart.

I took a long breath then exhaled. I unfolded the paper to reveal her neat and smooth writing. I read every line and smiled in every word that meant for me. I couldn't measure up the happiness I'm feeling right now as I couldn't fathom her return. She returned after all the time that I endured.

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Dear Hadyn,

I'm sorry that I broke my promise, that I never celebrated your birthday with you. I really wanted to tell you how much I love you that day, but things went bad. Now that I returned, I wish you'll see me in a place where we always meet.

P.S. I hope you like the flowers.

Love,

Amara

***

"I love the flowers", I said to myself, then averted my eyes to the bouquet beside me. I admire its view, resting gorgeously with its butter-colored petals and fragrant scent. It still brought the same inexplicable nostalgic feelings whenever I receive this kind of bouquets, but the time contradicts those feelings.

It might be odd to hear that a man like me used to receive bouquets. Well, Amara started all the tradition, and it was a long story to talk about.

There is another important thing that I must handle first for I can't control the inner outburst of excitement of seeing her again.

I need to meet her, and now no one will stop us.

***

Amoret.

Walking out from my house with unsteady steps and cloudy heart, I didn't manage to hesitate leaving my mother alone by climbing out of my window. I don't want her to see me leave through the door, I'm certain she'll stop me. Say what you want, I don't care. I'm already used of leaving her alone, and probably, she won't be worrying about me since she knew where I could be tarrying on.

Of course, in Hadyn's place.

Also, to add up, she also left me alone every damn day in that gloomy house. Never been calling me if I were okay or not. She just show up twice a day and leave like she didn't lived there with her family. Wow, now that's distressful.

I quickly exhaled all the stress, hoping the wind will also carry it away but I'm still crestfallen. It's hard to ignore the discouragement that I'm feeling every time my mother returns, although I'm accustomed to it.

I know that I should deal with these problems with my mother, but all I could offer to solve was to run away from it. Escaping troubles is my way of life since I encountered many of them before. Though, as long as I ran away, the more that I feel insufficient of myself like life's not worth living.

But whoever might be against me of what I believed, no one could change it except if fate pushed me away from it.

Whatever.

Considering that Hadyn's house is a couple blocks away from us, I just ambled my way to his. Plus, seeing that I'm already near their house, I can vividly see their porch from a distance.

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