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How could five years of their relationship mean nothing? Her hands trembled as she gripped the phone, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. At that moment, the front door opened. Nathaniel was back. He slipped his arms around her from behind, his voice low and tender. “Sylvia, why are you crying again? I’m home now. There’s really nothing going on between me and her. I didn’t make it back last night because I drank too much with the guys. “As for Vivian, she’s just a friend. She just got back from overseas, and I ran into her this morning. Don’t overthink it, okay?”

He embraced her, strong and reassuring, and she tilted her head up to press a light kiss to his lips. When they parted, she chuckled softly and asked, “What are you doing here?” Jonathan grinned, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “I came to take you out for dinner. Remember? I promised.” Natalia’s eyes widened slightly in realization, and she gave a soft, rueful laugh. “Oh, I completely forgot. I got so wrapped up in work…” “I knew you would,” he teased gently, his voice low and teasing as he pressed a kiss to her temple. “That’s why I’m here to rescue you from yourself.”

I hugged them tighter. "Why did you leave us with Grandpa?!!" She wailed. "Do you know how much we missed you? How worried we were?" She hit my shoulder still not letting go of me. "I'm sorry..." It was all I could think of saying. "I'm so sorry." "You're coming back right?" Cole asked looking into my eyes. His eyes staring into my souls as if searching should I tell a lie. "I... Yes. I am." I said to him placing his head back on my shoulder. There was movement behind us. I turned to Dante who still stood watching us. "I'm coming back for the both of you." I repeated. "And we'll be together... Forever."

Again, I don't think it should be Isabella who's lurking around instead of coming to welcome me back from the office. Of course, I called and informed her that I was coming back home late today because I had a lot of work in the office to complete before leaving. Did I tell her the truth? No. Why? Because I wanted to be alone, that was why I stayed back in the office. “Hello. Is someone there?” I called out, switching my office bag from my left hand to my right hand. “Is someone there…?” My statement was cut halfway before I could complete it.

"Wait here, I'll be back in ten minutes. Do you want coffee or anything?" For the first time since I got back, I saw the smile that used to flutter my heart. "Donuts?"

Colene didn't say anything at first, but she soon grumpily ran her fingers through her hair and hit the table. "There's a high school gathering in two days." "And what's so annoying about that?" "My … ex came back to the country. He'll be there too." "Can't you not go?" "They even tagged me in the group chat. I'll look like I'm guilty of something if I don't go," Colene complained while rolling her eyes. "It's alright. There's nothing to be afraid of. I'll go with you." Colene immediately flashed a bright smile and pecked Gabriella.

"Tumhe main bhool jaunga ye batein dil mein na lana, kabhi main yaad aau to chale aana, chale aana....." (Don't ever think I will forget about you but if you miss me, then come back to me...) Mustafa sang along with the main lead looking at her, making her go all red in anger. She knew he was singing to rile her up. He knew it was one of her favourite songs, and she often used to sing it. And now he was the one singing the same song, testing her patience which was hanging on a loose thin thread. "Tumhara tha rahega bhi, kare kya dil hai deewana. Kabhi main yaad aau to chale aana..."

So I put on my earphones and hit play on my iPod. But of course, the songs that came on only reminded me of her. Every lyric seemed to echo the feelings I couldn’t shake. "Butterfly" by Crazy Town played, and I was done for. Come my lady, come, come my lady, you're my butterfly, sugar baby...

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

He stopped again. The coffee shop moved around us. People ordering, conversations, a child laughing somewhere near the window. The ordinary world is doing its ordinary things. "She is not gone," I said. He looked up. "What?" he said. "People who love something that much," I said. "They find their way back to it. Whatever it costs." I looked at him directly. "She is not gone." He looked at me. That thread. Right there. His eyes were working through something he could not finish.