Prologue

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Boston, USA

Regret is a strong emotion, so strong that it has the capacity to keep you trapped in the past forever. When a bout of regret strikes you, it cripples you from within. Like creepy insects crawling under your skin. Your own brain paralyzes you into submission and you are stuck in an era bygone, stuck in the loop of “what could have been”.

It was a cool evening and the setting sun was beautifying the sky as if it was a Van Gogh masterpiece. A blood red Maybach is cruising along a deserted stretch of the highway overlooking lush green countryside. An enigmatic sight, a beautiful mechanic beast cruising through the countryside. 

The driver is pushing the beast to its limits driving in the upper half of the speed limit having the time of his life.

Suddenly it skids on the tarmac, The driver tried his best to control it but his efforts are to no avail, as if the system has malfunctioned and the speed just keeps rising and finally smashes against the railing. 

The impact shocks the driver, leaving him numb. The high-speed heats up the car and maybe because of the malfunction it finally bursts into hot flames. 

Sometime later cops, ambulance and the dear ones of the sole occupant arrive. The regal Maybach has been slowly reduced to dust thanks to the raging flame, what a shame! The police are busy understanding the scene and trying to find the cause, the medical officials are busy hunting for any signs of the occupant. Both parties are determined to find a result before night falls and makes their work difficult.

From the crowd of onlookers, a girl not older than eighteen, tall and slim with chocolate brown hair and eyes rushed towards the flames. Chaos erupted as the officers and onlookers tried to restrict her and prevent her from getting too close.

If one looked closely, it was  evident in her eyes the pain of regret. Although it was not her fault.

 It seemed like she was close to the driver. She lay on her knees and bawled like crazy.

“ Eric….I am…sorry….”