Chapter 2 5 Years Ago (Beloveds' Death)

Thud! 

It happened so fast just like a sudden flash of lightning. Mr. Smith, the poor on grief and sorrowful father didn’t catch his daughter on time. 

Luckily, he was able to stretch out his hands to protect his daughter’s head to prevent from landing onto the concrete floor or else the consequences would be unimaginable. He couldn’t afford to lose her. Life would be meaningless for him in the end. 

Izzabelle is the only one left for him. He was now on his darkest hour and his one and only daughter would be his own prescious light. He would rather choose to die and follow his family somewhere than to live all alone in this lonely world. He was also willing to bargain his own life in exchange for his daughter if it's really necessary in the future.

He had to do something!

Back to his senses, he quickly lifted his unconscious daughter in his arms and brought her into her own room. He placed her carefully in the middle of the bed then he tucked her in with her favourite pink coloured blanket gently while kissing her forehead lovingly. He observed her helplessly for a few more minutes and slowly retreated to his own room to take some rest.

Meanwhile, during the young lady's lost unconsciousness, her mother suddenly appeared on her dream. 

“Izzy you need to be strong honey, take care of yourself and also your dad. Your brother ang I will be  leaving you for a while, be good okay? We love you Izzy..!” 

Her mom speaks to her lovingly, while caressing her smooth cheeks.   

”I will mom..! But where are you guys going? Mom..! Mom..! Mom..! please wait!” 

She shouted desperately on the top of her lungs. Her hands were up on the air waving endlessly,  she seems to be trying to reach for something but can’t find any to grasp.     

On the other side of the house, Mr. Smith was awakened by Izzabelle’s loud cries and yelling. He jumped out from his bed and ran hurriedly to his daughter’s room to check on her. He was scared out of his wits and he almost banged himself on his own door. Good thing for him, his mind were still working rationally even if he was panicking within.

When he reached on Izzabelle's room, he was astonished and felt horribly mesirable witnessing the scenario in front of him. He could only sighed heavily and watch his daughter with so much pity.

There he saw his beloved and cherished princess sobbing loudly while sleeping then she shakily raises her hands trying to reach for something in the air. Seeing his daughter weeping like this, his heart clenched painfully as if it was being squeezed by some strong hands. He knows literally that she’s dreaming with his wife and son. 

He tapped his daughter’s slender arm slightly to wake her up from her horrible dreams. 

Izzabelle opened her teary eyes slowly and cried even harder seeing her dad seated on her bed in front of her. 

“Dad, please... please tell me. I’m just dreaming right? Mom and Inzo... they are just somewhere outside right?”  

She pleaded desperately while looking into his deep hazel eyes. She was trying hard to convince her father into believing her statement.

Mr. Smith looked at her in distressed and released out a deep sigh. He yanked her body towards him and hugged her tightly while rubbing his daughter’s back patiently to soothe her sorrows and kissed her forehead repeatedly to calm her down. 

“Shusshh princess, everything will be okay.., We still have each other remember? I’m always here for you baby, we will get through this together okay?” 

He tried hard not to tremble his voice to pacify his freaking out daughter. He was almost on his breaking point. His long-term companion and love of his life was suddenly taken away from him. How could the fate play with them like this? And his son was still so young.

He was just looking calm on the outside but deep inside, his heart was also grieving for their huge loss. But he have to act naturally to assure his daughter that everything will be fine. His daughter needed him the most than thinking of himself. Izzabelle is now his first priority.

They stayed for half an hour comforting each other. Both were trying hard to accept the fact that they had lost their beloveds forever, and their life would never be the same agaMOnths

Days turned into weeks. And weeks eventually turned into months which had passed in a blink of an eye. 

Mr. Smith is trying every means to find out the real cause of their tragic death but failed. He can’t do anything aside from hiring different groups of investigation team. He always ended up frustrated, dissatisfied and disappointed with their nonsense performance. He swore solemnly to himself that he won’t stop investigating until he finally got what he wants for the sake of his family and for the closure for themselves.

Meanwhile...

Izzabelle who was always looking like she was in a daze also keep on trying hard to control her surging emotions not to affect her studies. She always cried her eyes out every time she missed her mom and brother. Her father always buried his handsome face on his office works in attempy of distructing himself from thinking about their horrible past. And her attending regularly in school could fully divert her attention from thinking of them. 

Until one day, she was missing them terribly and she’s crying silently under the big tree beside her classroom. Unknown to her, someone is watching her from a distance also feeling her sadness and melancholy.