PART 2

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With slow steps, I walked back inside my home only to halt from walking.

"No matter how much you run or whine, you are getting married only to him...."

I heard my step mom and for a moment, my heart skipped a beat, out of nervousness. She wasn't someone to joke around with me, and no doubt her intimidating nature made me to give in, everytime she wanted me to do something.

"I won't get married now.....and not with someone whom I don't even know...."

Gathering up my courage, I spoke which came out as a whisper.
I wonder if she heard or not but she did.

"He is coming for a visit tomorrow....meet him, befriend him, fall in love with him, do whatever you want but end up being his wife...! That's it!"

I heard her stern voice and before she could utter anything more, I ran into my room, locking it behind.
I wasn't crying anymore, but was thinking hard, to get away from this marriage shit.

Next day, after college, as I was walking out of the campus with Emily, my best friend, she started pulling me in some other direction.

"Where are you taking me?"

I asked bewildered as she looked confusedly at me.

"Don't tell me you don't remember...."

She asked me in reply.

"Remember what?"

I screeched my eyebrows together, not getting any flashbacks of what I should have remembered.

"God....Y/N I told you last week that I wanted to visit this cafe so eagerly which has recently opened. My friends said that they serve better cappuccino than the one where we always go.......I want to taste it so bad...."

She said and I nodded, walking with her, towards an unknown but known direction. I crooked my eyebrows, looking around and it knocked me that yesterday while running, I came to this place.

Yesterday I wasn't in my right state of mind to recognise that there was a cafe in the opposite of the 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘬....

Yesterday for me wasn't just to reminisce my tears but also to reminisce that tune, that melody, those fingers, that person.....

That healer.......
Mr.Healer.....

I smiled a little, only to jerk out of my trance by Emily's constant shaking of my arm.

"Where are you lost Y/N ....? Let's go inside...."

She said and I nodded following her inside. We sat by a window, she, ordering for us and I, looking out, towards the same park.

What if he come here today also?
What if he comes here everyday?
Yeah! Maybe it's his habit to come here....and play saxophone....!

I was again lost in my own thoughts when I heard Emily, yell whispered my name.

"Yaahh....Yaah...Paboya (Fool) where are you lost again?"

I shook my head, apologising.
We started talking a little, taking sips of our drinks when I felt an urge to look at the park again.

It was as if I was addicted to that park.
I was already taking side glances of that place as if waiting for someone.

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮......

Emily excused herself, as she got a call from home and then we started leaving the place, when I saw someone.

Someone unknown but so known...?

I asked Emily to move forward alone and said that I would see her tomorrow in college. She was a little hesitant to leave me alone but I insisted her to go.

I took my previous place, behind the tree, watching his back, as he was seated in the same spot, with his mouthpiece in his hands.

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬...?

I slapped my temple a little, as my head was knocking out thoughts about the beauty of a stranger as if it was worshipping him.

I averted my eyes to him as the melody flew in air and reached my ears.

At that time, all I knew was that, nothing matters, whether it's wrong or right......

All that mattered the most was my heart was healed by this unknown person, this stranger, this Mr. healer.

I was too much into the melody which he was playing that I didn't realise a bug was crawling up my leg.
It was a small bug but goshhh....! It was creepy.

I shrieked a little, as I got goosebumps and quickly stroke it away, bending down, only to hear another deep, raspy voice.

"Who's there....?"

And I could feel my breathe hitch on my throat.
Am I caught by this stranger?

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