Chapter :Emptiness

"To me, you were more than just a

person. You were a place where I

finally felt at home."

--Denice Envall

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E.H.

The present day.

She slipped away from me like the sands in the hourglass and I just kept watching her fragile, weary figure to get slowly dissolve and dissipate in the darkness and gloominess of the impending night.....

The emptiness was what I felt....a void of numbness tentatively shrouding me.

I came to her, and for her, didn't I? Then why did she flee away from me and what had transpired during my absence?????

All these queries crowded my mind as I stomped through the murky alley completely unaware of my surroundings.

It was unexpected, my visit but I thought she would be surprised to see me again, so much so that she would be confused whether to cry or bolt right into my arms and say.....

Never mind, what I ought to find out now is, why was she here outside a chapel, that too on a cloudy day. What made her look so helpless and affected...

To me, she seemed so distant yet so close. Yet in the past few years, she had lost weight, causing her cheeks to be more accentuated, with her lashes and full lips more plush and culminating her cold sapphire eyes more. My girl had grown up to be a woman of power and talent. Still, there lacks the wild brightness that I craved .....Did I lose her forever ???

Peering at her felt like a homecoming but observing that she was suffocating even when out in the open made me groan. She was not the girl I knew nor the one I ...

She merely called me a stranger and I felt my heart aching profoundly. When had she turned this much unfathomable.

Following her wasn't an option since I always knew choking her won't do good.

This small thing is still applicable to her which I am shamefully happy to say because then at least I know something about this icy-cold woman. And thus sighing, I went back to the chapel, subduing my affliction, and strode the steps valiantly but soon I stood motionless to find Gal at the door ....

Gazing at her felt like decades and I was quavering. As I flung my arms open she launched herself and there we stood hugging each other. My little girl and me. She too had grown up like Pige and had taken over her mother's emotional nature. My Galaxy had gotten taller with her willowy figure, fleecy blonde hair, and glistening mossy eyes. We parted as a smile broke out in our faces mingled with a trace of grief and swiftly did I ask, "Gal, why are you both here?"

"I watched Pige to go but why..."

and as soon as the words left my mouth a fresh stream of tears started cascading down her cheeks. All the while whimpering she clutched my hand in viciously and in a rasping voice ultimately she uttered, "Da, you came too late....Angie....she is .....", and she broke down.

Gal didn't need to say more, I felt it in my bones that something was wrong when I saw Pige.Lost was I again, an orphan whom everyone abandoned long back.

Angie....., she is gone.