"But I will have you say it back to me one day…"
The words she wanted to speak out loud were pushed to the back of her throat as she struggled to come up with the courage. Ayla shook her head before taking a step back against the side of the car.
"I don't think that I am ever going to be ready to be saying them back to you, Claude. I just don't." She shook her head as she tore her gaze away from his face. She didn't have the heart to witness the conflicting emotions swirling in the depths of his eyes.
"Take your time, wife." Claude managed to mutter out as he took a step to the side. The cars speeding by were long forgotten as the couple carried on with their conversation.
"I don't think I can do this any longer either, Claude." Ayla shook her head as she raised it to look back at him. "I can not." Her vision was starting to get blurry with unshed tears forming in the corner
[A year and a half later…]"Mr. D'Souza, you are not understanding the situation. I only agree with you partly. This deal will definitely do my company some good, but we are still going to be doing no less if this deal doesn't go through. Can you say the same about your company though?" Claude spoke into the phone's speaker, his feet never stopping once as he made a beeline out of the airport's terminal. A small army of uniformed men followed him closely, their sharp eyes trained to detect any sort of danger."Now, you are talking." A heavy chuckle left the man's lips as his free hand came up to push his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose. "I will send the finest of my men to take care of everything. All you need to do is make sure that there's nothing wrong on your side." The smile never left his lips even when he was bidding his goodbyes. "It was good doing business with you, Mr. D'Souza. I look forward to seeing you at the
"Dr. Lawrence?""Yes?" Ayla looked up from a patient's chart. A nurse was standing before her looking a bit queasy."You alright, Em?" Ayla couldn't help but inquire about her well being as she closed the charts and placed them back on their stand."I am completely fine." The nurse shook her head as she clasped her hands together at the front."Okay… you called for me?" Ayla continued the conversation, reaching out for the sanitizer bottle. "Do you need me for something?""Umm.. well… you have a visitor." Her voice shook ever so slightly as she struggled for words. The nurse's eyes were looking everywhere but at Ayla who was intently staring down at her."Okay. Who's the visitor? Please, tell me it's not a patient's family member. Especially not that old lady from last week." A shiver ran down her spine as she recalled la
"Hello, Dr. Lawrence. Fancy seeing you here."Her entire body was glued to the spot, too frozen for her to even turn around and confirm her suspicion. But how could she ever doubt it? She knew the voice just the same as she knew the owner of it. She could never forget how it used to make her feel. Especially when he would utter sweet nothings into her ear, making her feel nothing but loved. Though those days were gone. They were now a part of a past which was meant to stay buried in the past. It was meant to be unearthed—not now, not ever."You won't even look at me now, huh?"She was brought back to the present by the same deep, husky voice."No." She shook her head as she smiled to herself. "It's not like that. I wasn't expecting to see you here." She finally gathered enough courage to turn around and face the man who had been haunting her dreams for months now. Yet, h
"It was fate which took you away from me back then. Just as it was the same fate which brought you to me now…""W-what?" Ayla couldn't quite comprehend the underlying meaning hidden under his complex words. Was Claude actually trying to make sense or was he only playing with her emotions, yet again. "Care to elaborate?" She frowned but kept holding his gaze."Sure, why not?" Smiling to himself, Claude brought his attention to the polished table top as memories came rushing back to him.----------------[FLASHBACK]"Think it through one more time, Ayla." Claude eyed the woman sitting next to him as he questioned her yet again."I have thought it through, Claude. You are not going to change my mind if that's what you are aiming at here." She shook her head, refusing to meet his eyes. Ayla knew that her resolve would start to shake if sh
"Claude?" Her voice brought him back to the present."Huh?""You were saying something?" She reminded him and watched as an understanding look flashed across his features."Oh, yeah! I-I wanted to send you something back then but it was something personal so I decided to bring it to you myself. It was then I found out that you had moved cities." He paused for a while as he reminisced about the past. "I was so mad at myself back then for not keeping an eye on you.""You know I would have hated it if you had me followed." She interrupted him."Why do you think I didn't assign guards for you?" Claude rolled his eyes. For him, her security was the only thing which mattered the most. So, instead of doing it himself, he talked to her father. The old man was kind enough to agree with it as long as Claude promised not to intervene.Ayla
"You can either pay for the new phone? Or let me buy you dinner? Once." His smile stayed put in its place."W-what?" She stared back at him, puzzled."Wire me the hefty amount of one dinner with me." He repeated. "I will be the one paying for the food.""How are they both the same?" She was having a hard time believing her ears. The man was definitely up to something."They are both for me." He wiggled his brows. "Also, do let me tell you one thing, the new phone costs much more than the old one.""Then I am only going to pay you for the old phone." Ayla shrugged as if it was only natural for her to do so."Don't forget to take the labor of transfering data into account." Claude spoke up in between."How much for it?" She sighed out in frustration as she began to log into the online banking app for her accoun
"I-I am so sorry." In between her loud huffs of breaths, she apologized to the man who was sitting in silence with his phone in his hand."Two hours? Really, Ayla?" He shook his head as a sigh of disbelief left his lips."I know, I am sorry. Why do you think that I am feeling bad here?" She covered the rest of the distance between them and settled on the chair across from him."You could have at least sent me a text to inform me that you were running late? I wouldn't have to sit here all alone, looking like a fool." Claude huffed out in annoyance as he pocketed his phone."I would have but I had no means of contacting you." She was genuinely feeling guilty about making him wait for so long. What bothered her the most was the fact that he was still waiting for her to arrive even after two hours."How so?" He narrowed his eyes. "Your phone was working
"It felt like you were missing a piece of your heart. A whole big chunk…" Claude finished for her, keeping his gaze focused on her.His words resonated enough within her that she finally looked up."Y-you…," finding herself at a loss for words, she didn't know how to respond. "How?"Claude smiled to himself as his eyes flicked down for the briefest of moments. "How do I know that?" He continued. "Because that's exactly how I felt about it. I felt like my life lost its lustre the minute you signed those papers, Ayla. The day you moved out for your good, it was the bleakest day of my entire life. I was at a loss without you—a lost cause. That's how I felt without you. That's how I still feel without you."The earnestly lying underneath his words, combined with the emotions that laced his voice were more than enough to bring forth her feelings. The feelings she had