Semua Bab If I Take a Chance: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Let him sleep. For in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. Let them swim in the deepest oceam or glide over the highest cloud.~Albus Dumbledore, The prizoner of azkaban. •• Doors, so many doors on an endless hallway that seemed to stretch as far as the eyes could see. The hallway was stark white, as were the doors. He had no idea which to open and so, going on pure instinct, he opened the third door by his left, stepping into a nightmare–his past.  Hair the color of midnight disappeared into the trees, her laughter sending shivers of delight through his body.  He loved the games they played. After all, with the ar

The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by an invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing.Severus Snape, Order of the phoenix. ••Muslim's gaze raked over his family, his heart filling up with so much warmth, words couldn't describe it.He had missed them, missed sitting on the table and eating food with them. His eyes found their father's and the warmth he was feeling dissipitated but he forced a smile on his face, as their mother placed a plate of tuwon shinkafa in front of him."So," he rubbed his hands together, avoiding Mardiya who had her chin rested on her palms, staring at him with curiosity.He knew w

I wish he was mine, he is really divine.~Ginny Weasley, The chamber of secrets. •• Marwan wasn't sure what had prompted him to come back here, at the place where he had first met her. It would only lead to more heartache he knew that but still, he hadn't moved a muscle. Perhaps, this was his last hurrah for a love that could never be.  He didn't have a place to be or work to finish–even though he did–but the thought of leaving made his heart constrict with so much pain, he wanted to keel over and faint.  It felt like he was drowning with no chance of making it to shore. Whenever he floated back, it felt like his head was shoved back i

Soon, we all must face the choice between what is right and what is easy.~Albus Dumbledore. •• Her heart pitter-pattered against her chest, the roar of the wind in her ears a steady rhythm to the ache in her chest. The cool air caressed her skin like a lover's caress, sinking into her bones, providing her with such warmth she never wanted to part with it.  The hassle of the airport patrons broke into the spell she had been in–noise replacing the call of the wind, fumes from cars replacing the sweet warm air and people filling in places that had seemed to be empty only a moment ago.  The past couple of weeks had been a whirlwind of pain and heartache

You've been so brave, sweetheart.~Lily Potter, The deathly hallows.••Three years laterVenice, Italy.She adjusted the lapels of her veil, gazing at herself through the full length mirror in her dressing room.The woman who stared back at her wasn't at all the woman she had been three years ago. She had come so far from being the abandoned daughter, the disgraced drug addict and the girl who had vyed for her father's attention.Now, she was a renowned chef in Nigeria, a degree holder in psychology, a wife and an expecting mother–in three months to be exact.Never in her life had she ever thought that one day, she was going to fall in love or that she was going to get married and craft a life with another person.After what had happened to her, her life had been a series of sitting around and doing nothing. She had felt like a waste of oxygen, just going through the motions with no thought of the future.After almost loosing her Baba and her encounter with the Lukuwa brothers, she re