A WEEK LATER
AIMS' AND MART'S HOME
It was a cool evening, the rain dazzles heavily on the roof making the evening so warm and inviting.
Aims sat quietly in the hall, glancing through her photo album with a faint smile, reminiscing her childhood. She suddenly came across a picture of Lilia and herself and paused for a moment with mix emotions, lost in thoughts.
" Lilia.....even though you hurt me so deep but I really miss you now....I wish you were here to share all my joy and happiness. You still remain my best friend and sister. "
" Aims....honey.....? Aims....",
Mart called approaching from the library but she still sat unresponsive in the sofa, spacing out.
" hey....babe...why are you still here", asked Mart, tapping her shoulder.
" gosh...goodness.... Mart...you startled me....", she cried, startled to death.
" wow....take it easy....why are you spacing out, is everything alright? You know you can trust me....tell me , what is eating you up...."