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Christian left.

Last Evening.

He didn't wanted to go. I asked him. Elliot called that his mother is ill and the moment he hung up, Christian looked at me with eyes of extreme despair that if he goes, I would not return.

I promised him I will, but he has to go. His mother is waiting for him.

"I'll come...soon." I said.

"I'll wait for you." He said and within an hour he left.

Alice was sad and Christian made her promised to visit him next time.

She and I had made peace. Grany says Christina talked to her. I don't know what he said, but she wants to know everything and is willing to wait until I believe she is ready.

"What are you day dreaming about?" Alice comes hoping in the kitchen.

"Uh...nothing. Its nothing."

Christian told me about Jane. Just a bit.

He took me to Aspull. In this bleak house, which was a home of Jane.

"So, siso, when are you going back?" Alice gives me her blank expression.

"I don't know..."

"Just go siso." Yeah. I should. But how am I going to face him after what I did? With Ed. How? He deserves to know the truth. How ungrateful wife I'm. Wife. Ha. What a funny notation. I'm not his wife. Not anymore.

I have to talk to Ed.

"I will. Tomorrow." She smiles and gives me hand for dinner.

*

As per as my promise I did arrive but a week later than I told Alice. I kept adjourning, making excuses to have forgotten to book tickets until she herself did.

The elevator door opens and I step out. To my surprise I find Chritian sitting on the barstool, engrossed in his phone. Its late in the evening, the flight was delayed, hence it is likely for him to be here.

At the sound my steps he looks up and there is this expression, this look which nearly tears me down, shatters me inside.

He smiles and draws near.

"Anastasia."

"Christian."

Instantly he takes me in his arms and I nearly melt, his familiar smell feels so homey and I didn't know until now how addicted I have become to this.

"You are back." There happiness in his tone which stabs me deep in my chest.

In the past few days I was forced to remember everything. Mom. Dad. Alice. Ed. Trying my utmost not to break down . I had forgotten everything. The past. The promises. Everything. Until it all comes back reminding that; past is a part, its the very reason of the present, it cannot be forgotten or altered, it matters, it is important. Forgetting is not an option, lagging it to deal with it later could be but it must be dealt.

And Christian, his Jane; I've nothing to say on the matter.

Christian draws back a little and leers at me. " Why didn't you called. You shouldn't have come alone at this hour."

I step away from him. "Why Christian? Why?"

"Ana..."

"Why? I don't understand. Its so...why are you doing this? Why are we even pretending?"

"Ana..."

"I don't even understand why did mend my relationships with Alice..."

"It is you."

"What?" I stare at him, stunned. What does that mean?

He takes me in his arms and wispers. "Stay." This one, from him has so much power that Eds didn't have. Why?

I remain placid. Staring into his grey orbs trying to understand the meaning in his expression as I stroke his hairs.

In the next moment I'm leaning onto him, our lips finds each other and very slowly a rhythm reverberates. The softness of his lips enchants me and my stomach goes all jellies. I find unable to stand but he holds me tightly against him.

I can feel his true passion and I want say;

I'm sorry Christian.

I'm sorry I cheated on you.

I think, perhaps, I may have fallen in love with you.

And if I have, its the terrible fate you could ever have.

I'm so sorry.

But that stuck in my mouth, like a thread which resists to come out peacefully from a scarf, as if a part of me wants to live this moment and then have worst.

Christian kisses me with fervor and I return savoring it until we draw apart to breath and I drop my head on his shoulder, eyes closed.

"You appear worn out."

"Long flight." I mutter.

I must am half asleep for I'm suddenly in Christians arms and then I feel soft mattress making contact with me, I feel Christian cuddle beside me and inbetween those deep breaths as I slowly venture into deep slumber I think I heard Christian say; " I love you."

And I regret it. I regret my every action. My every decision.

*

Christ! It was tough.

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