“I love you.” I murmured on her neck and turned her to me, putting my hand on her waist and turned her around. “I will love you till my last breath.” I said. Spinning her, smiling into her radiance which evoked unavoidable attractions in her heart, swaying me in the winds which hold her love. Flowing in the river of fondness, endearing her inch into me, living into this moment eternally without caring about the tomorrow. “And I shall love you with my core.” I spun her again. Captivated by the sight and the effect of my keen gaze, she was intoxicated. “I love you more every moment.” I whispered, placing a kiss over her neck. Laughing into the light, she was spellbind and I was lost in the city of her heart. “That’s why.” I spun her for the last time and abruptly pulled her to me, holding her back and continued. “Forgive me.” I kissed the tip of her nose and took a step back. I bend on one knee, offering her my hand . She took it sheepishly as I began to say, “Cand

We sat down, “So what do you do?” I asked, Kathrine. Since I know nothing about the sister of my own husband. The woman whose name was unknown to me a few minutes ago. Sometimes when I think about it, I feel tensed to fathom I know nothing about Tyler's life, his family. No in-depth detail of it but his devotion towards me never made me feel left out. “I am a Lawyer. I live in Amsterdam. I couldn’t come because of my case. It took a while but here I am.” She told me. I hummed and asked again, She can help me, Kathrine… for how long Tyler has been talking about me?” I asked. “Hmm?” She held her chin, lost in thoughts. “After Lydia’s betrayal he was heartbroken.. After her death.. Hmm. Two years… No, for three years.” She replied. Left flabbergasted, my lips formed a thin line, how many secrets am I going to know in one day. And damn you Tyler, come home, I will see you. How can you hide the fact you love me for all this time!? “He was so scared to start a conversation with you

3 Years Ago:- I was in Christian’s office, trying to cheer him up after Merlin; his ex-wife cheated on him. He was lost in the deepest depth of misery and gloom and I have been trying to lighten it. When I can’t support him in his harsh times, then who will? “Richard, Where are the files I asked about?” His stone-cold voice came, addressing his assistant Henley. “You are not spending another night here. Go home.”She said, putting the files close to her chest. “Which home? That mansion is a desolate place now.” He snarled while I watched him, pitying his condition. “But you can’t run away from that and hide here.” She argued. Raising my index finger, I gained their attention and turned to Henley. “No matter how much of a drag Henley is, she is right about it.” I said. She gasped, “What do you mean a drag? I have never annoyed anyone.” She said firmly, pushing her hairs behind her hairs, smiling. I chuckled, “Yeah… I am kinda used to it.” It made her frown. “Hmph… Sir

I got angry at her for something she never did, fired her and started everything with hate as instructed, how the boxes were secured perfectly in the place they were supposed to. Everything was going pretty well but I couldn’t take it anymore. I don’t want any hostility among us so I asked Christian to host a dinner. And call both me and her to end this detest and invoke the emotions I was dying all this time for- love. But after planning everything, keeping her away from the relationship, she got engaged and it pissed me to no extent. Knowing Candice never had a lover, I knew instantly that she is forced into the marriage and how can any outsider harm her in my presence? I want to know how and where this guy Leon came from, when she never had a lover then how can a fiance come in between? No, I can’t let this happen. After all these years, I can’t let them go to waste. “W-Who are you?” Leon asked, crawling back fright, his back hitting the wall while I kept his Parents ho

2 Year Later “Come here.” I held my hands out to my two years old son Peter Moretti. He grinned and hugged me. I picked him up and turned my attention to Kathrine who was laying on the couch with her face covered and groaning. “What happened?” I asked, chuckling at her. We are living together in Amsterdam. “You know what that loser was saying? He called me a witch!” She complained about her boyfriend. “Did you two get into a fight?” I asked, putting Peter on the baby chair and getting his food. “Ah, leave it. How was your work?” She asked, turning to me. “Fine as usual.” I replied, feeding Peter. I completed my graduation and began to work in a school as an English teacher. “Hmm…” I smiled sadly, looking down. I think a part of my soul is dead, no matter much how vibrant my life is, but the devoid ate me up.l Leading me back to the day I lost Tyler, the indescribable pain of it will never cease. “What are you thinking?” Kathrine asked. I quickly wiped the tears whi