"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.
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[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
"I would have lost you forever.""You are saying as if you have me in your life right now?" Ayla shook her head but her words didn't wipe off the downturned smile from Claude's face."You don't understand, Ayla." He sighed. "I would have lost you forever." He repeated his words from earlier again."What does that mean now?" She failed to see the gravity of the situation."I mean I would have lost you quite literally, as in the definition of the word lost." He leaned forward, burying his face in his hands. "You asked me why I couldn't risk exposing him to the police, no? It was because he used you to threaten me.""How exactly?" A frown made itself evident in between her brows. "How did he use me to threaten you, Claude?" She was somewhat able to connect the dots together now, but she refused to accept the truth. It was too heavy for her to bear.
"Claude… please…" Her head kept moving sideways, her eyes now filled with tears."Let me finish first." Claude didn't back out. He had already made up his mind, and nothing was going to make him stop. "After you ran into me the other day at the airport, my whole world stopped and shifted on its axis. I knew that I needed to meet you in person. That was why I came to see you at the hospital. The stupid broken phone was only an excuse." He laughed at himself in utter mockery."Seeing you there made me realize that I was still heads over heels in love with you. I-I mean… I knew it already, but looking at you in person made it more real. Asking you out for dinner might have been a stupid move after I promised myself that I was only going to meet you once. After all, it was your decision to go ahead with divorce and I respect it. But I got greedy…," he scoffed at how pathetic he was sounding. "I wanted more
The day before turned out to be a tiring one for Ayla. As if the physical strain of her never ending shifts wasn't enough, the emotional strain of last night's ordeal was taking its toll on her. "I am so done for the day." She mumbled to herself as she tried to stifle a yawn. "Scratch that! I am done for the rest of my life." "Why was it that we chose this career?" One of her shift mates asked her as she looked up at Ayla who was busy popping every single joint in her body. "Because we thought people were always exaggerating when they talked about how hard it is to be a doctor let alone a surgeon." Ayla replied to her as she stretched her arms out in the air. "You aren't wrong there." Her colleague replied. "Though for me, it was the novelty of the profession. There's this charm that comes only with the title Dr." She continued. "You do have a po
A smile was spread across her lips as she read through the letter once again. Was it the fifth time or the sixth time she was reading through it? She couldn't tell exactly since she had lost count. But every single time her eyes would skim along the ink, her heart bloomed with love. It wasn't probably the first time Claude had done something romantic and sweet for her. But this one surely topped the list.Ayla was never someone to get attached to things, but she surely knew how to appreciate a sincere action. Humming a low tone under her breath, she went on reading through the words one more time."Yours C—today, tomorrow and foreverYou know I love you…"She mumbled the last lines under her breath before she decided to put the note away for good now. Folding it in half, she placed it neatly in a small wooden box which held some other memories of a certain man. One in particu