Chapter 2
"What?" she asked, laughing at me. "Are you serious?"
"Yes. I have been looking for you for the past 3 years. I can prove it to you; look, here is a picture of someone you need to see."
I took the wallet from my back pocket, taking out the little picture I still kept of our child.
She looked at it intensely for a second, frowning, confusion covering her face, seeing the obvious resemblance between her and our little boy. Then, she spoke quietly, but firmly. „I don't believe you. And my name isn't Bella, it's Destiny."
"But how then..."
She cut me off. "Sorry, but I just don't believe in your shitty little made up story. Anyway, you shouldn't even be here."
I knew how hard of a task this would be, but one thing is to search for her with hopes of finding her somewhere- hopefully healthy and in one peace- but a totally different thing to actually do find her, yet seeing and realizing with my own eyes that she doesn't remember anything, not me , or anyone else, and especially not everything we have been trough- the good times, and the bad times. But apparently not just that, also not even believing any word I said, behaving towards me like I was some kind of a stranger. Like I was nothing to her.
How the hell will I persuade her to believe me? Clearly, without my permission to do so, my body leaned closer to her, taking her hand desperately in mine.
"You have to believe me. It's all true, I'm not lying to you, I swear." She quickly took her hand back, looking pissed.
"You have to leave, before I call the security. Now."
But she didn't have to, someone was already here.
"Is everything okay in here?"
"Peter, can you escort this...gentleman outside please?"
"Of course. This way sir."
I quickly got my card out of my jacket. "Here is my phone number. If you ever need anything, to talk or something like that, don't be afraid to call me."
She took the card from my hand, giving me some snarky, eyebrow raised look, as to say something like „you wish!". I nodded to her, wishing and hoping more than anything that the moment really would come, sooner rather than later.