r showed interest but whenever her ears caught her father and late Uncle Morgan speaking about him th

ppointed the rank of captain in the nation's strongest sector. In the last ten years, he hadn't be

by dark sunglasses. She was sure he was masking his pain. It was said the eyes were the mirrors of the soul. They expressed one's feelings,

f brightness over him. The trance she was under shattered when the priest said the la

ingle yellow rose, placing it gently atop the casket. Releasing a deep sigh he relaxes his shoulders

as pale and from what she could see and a strong jaw with at least a few days worth of growth as a stubble

t was difficult to read what he was saying. He was ba

er smiles softly and motions for her to walk. "Come, my love, let us give him

aces a comforting hand on his shoulder. Morgan's posture changed from being ri

was trying to hide internally showed when most of the attendees were leaving t

en already started to make their descent from the high mountain. Nadia was desperate to show Morgan

ng brunch." Her mother murmurs and tucks a stray strand of strawberry blonde hair behin

rated and deprived of Morgan again after such a long absence. It made her heart ache, rubbing her chest to ease the di

ded numbly and began walking beside her mot

rgan tenderly. The woman was intimately stroking the hair at the nape of his neck. Morgan's arms were

like a gar

ike it dropped. The butterflies fluttering inside her stomach di

mourned

between the two of them. She couldn't avoid th

here, knees

have know

rised her. It was perfectly natural for a handsome man like Morgan to have women in his l

d that she forgot about the reality. A child who conjured a fan

nt people–Two different lives. A span of a decade

. The image of her former self tearing up into a thousand lit

efeat anchors down her shoulders and she

weep her off her feet. How naïve and childish, reprimanding herself. The more she remembered the angrier she felt. A

y cared maybe, possibly even loved her in his way. A love she hoped would have blossome

..dreamed. She couldn't help but feel like she was

eyes. Clenching her hands into fists,

mile, and generous heart. He never should have led her to believe he cared. The cards, his promises,

pe van

doused li

earning a lesson she would never forget. Life truly

t him. She would find a way to sleep in her bed tonight with a broke

ce, accepting defeat, terribly afraid that this on

wn to a crisp, slowly, much like a fire

she swallowed the lump and turned away with a heavy broken heart. Nadia woul

n the face now. Not any

st go home? I need to prepare for classes and I would like to change."

e you have your phone charged if I need to get a hold of you and make

like an empty shell–a prisoner in her body. She wished for many thing

ife, a future, to look forward to.

sure of–she would miss him in ways she didn't know existed. He would forever be a par

ries. And just like them, Nadia will always rem

in her history b