And In Another Life I Will Make You Mine!! (Published on Smashwords)

❤️Chapter Twenty Six❤️

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"Why was she forced?" I asked.
"I have no idea. When I met her again here she never talked about her marriage. All I could feel was she was having very hard life."
"And what about the boy she loved?" I asked out of curiosity.
"She never said who he was. She was very good at keeping secret. She told me she loved someone but no matter how much I tried she never revealed his name. Not even after meeting each other after so long. She just said one thing." She looked away from me.
"What?" I asked swallowing hard. I knew I was very close to break my heart again.
"Whenever you were with her she said she felt like she was with him. Your presence gave her soothe and fulfilled the blank space she had in her heart."
I got up feeling hard to breathe and walked towards the gate.
"Don't you want to know who he was?" her question stopped me.
"Why?" I asked without turning back.
"Who knows if you were chosen one to light up her life? Though she never said anything to me but I know her she might have left some clue" she replied.
I thought for a while and said "she is no one to me why would I light up her life. I have no interest in searching for the clue" I tried to walk away but Jessica spoke again "she was not ready to go with James but James raised his hand on her and forced her to get on the car."
I tightened my fist hearing her but still I managed to get close to my car.
"Remember your one wrong move had destroyed someone's life you soon need to pay for it. Do something before it is too late."
Old man's voice echoed on my head as I was about to open the door.
"Was he trying to indicate this? But how can my moves destroy her life? I had no direct connection with her."
I leaned my back on the car and watched the place where Lisa used to stand which drew me back to the flashback.
"I am not fool to stand here whole day and hurt my legs. I do have my works."
"And can I know what work is it?"
"You will know when I will be gone."
My eyes widened and I hurriedly rushed inside.
"What is it?" Jessica asked.
"Get back to your work I remembered something I need to deal with" I said and rushed towards block B.
I went to the hall where Lisa was drawing something on the canvas last time. As I entered I saw the canvas was still on the easel. I slowly stepped toward it and glance at the painting. I went numb when I saw the painting of Lisa and me sitting on the bench. Her head was lying on my shoulder and my gaze was fixed on her.
I slowly lifted my hand and touched the painting trying to feel her on that canvas but that was not possible at all. I looked away when my eyes were full of tears and my vision got blurred. I walked out the hall and walked to my office.
I plonked on the chair and watched the room which I had provide to Lisa. After some time taking deep breath I walked to the room. I pushed the door wide open and walked inside. I slowly began to touch its wall, table, bed trying to feel Lisa.
I sat on the bed and supported my head with my hand. I tried to calm myself down but the fact that she was in love with some other boy made my heart race loud. I felt like I was not that much hurt when I saw her in that bridal dress that day.
I touched the pillow gently where Lisa rested her head but suddenly I noticed something beneath the pillow. I lifted the pillow and saw a notebook. It was the same notebook which she was carrying last time.
I took it on my hand and slowly flipped its page.
"Lisa" was written in very beautiful 3d style. I touched the name and turned the page. But the page was empty I turned to another page which too was empty. I was astonished. But as I flipped it desperately something fall on the ground.
As I picked it up it was the card which I had given her few days ago with the yellow rose asking for her apology. Though she threw away the flower in front of me but she had kept the card with her.
As I began to flip the page randomly somewhere in between the page I felt like I saw something. As I carefully made the turns I found a sketch. I was dumbfounded seeing the picture of a boy standing behind the window. Was it me?
I flipped another page and there was a sketch of a boy standing on the side of the road and watching at something which remind me of the days when I used to stand on the side of the road in front of her home. When I flipped the third page the sketch of a girl with her hand on boy's shoulder drew me back to a flashback.
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