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Author's Note:I don't know if you like the changes I made, tell me – what do you think about the first chapter?
"Bottom of the Ocean: How?"
He was cremated and according to his will and testament, he wanted for his ashes to be spread out in the open sea. At his last service ceremony, when it is her turn to speak for her last words for the ascended loved one, she walks up to the stage and plays the piano.
When she finishes her composition, they all clap and make a standing ovation. Her friends went close to her to give her a comforting embrace. A famous celebrity approaches her and remarks that her composition is great, he asks her permission to have her song on his album and to sing the song but she refuses his offer.
She forces a smile and walks with her friends. They head to the cliff; her ex-boyfriend's manager gives her the porcelain jar and signals that it is time. She opens the jar with a liter of tears flowing; she grits her teeth trying not to break down, trying so hard not to die next. Her soft hands touched his ashes; she thought of keeping them all but since he wanted his ashes to stay in the sea she spreads them there. Her tears, as they flow it is blinding her vision. She carries the jar with her. After that, she tells her friends that she would be migrating to Paris with her parents maybe after a couple of weeks or more when they're ready. Though shocked, they knew why, no questions asked. Just like that, she walks away from them. She doesn't know if she will be back since there's no sense to stay there. The reason why she's still there is for him. After this day, now that he's gone, she'll be with her parents to live a new life.
Hopping inside the car, she waves her hand to bid her last good bye to her friends. She glances at the jar she is holding and took a vial out of her pocket. She opens the jar, transferring all the ashes that were left. Sorry, she didn't spread all the ashes for she wanted to keep some for her. Now holding the vial near her heart, she weeps. How can one step into one's life only to be stepping out too soon? It might have been better if he didn't walk into her life at all, if he would just leave her. It feels like, he cheated on her. No, it is worst than cheating! Didn't he know that by dying he has killed her as well? How can she live without him? Tell her, how?
My grades will fail, what must I do? I heard the old man play a love song, it's just not right at this moment. If I maybe with someone I like, it would be inspiring! But right now? No, it doesn't fit at all. Sighing, I look down on my shoes. How I wanted to remove them for my feet felt tired. It is inappropriate to do that so I just look around me, unbelievably my eyes found a very familiar figure walking from afar. The place is big; there are empty seats on the benches so I am shocked when the first-placer walks near and sits beside me!
A height that towers over a lady, chocolate brown hair that goes with the wind, cold eyes that expresses nothing but coolness, relaxing ice scent and yet he is making me warm. How can he be so perfect? How can he be so amazing? How? His brows arch as he places his hands on the rail. Did I just ask 'how' to him? I thought I asked that to myself. I pretended that I didn't say anything. When our eyes met he asks the question.
Author's Note: I really hope that you somehow liked the changes I've made on this story. If you did, tell me! What do you think about chapters one and two?
