After having a tight schedule of flights and then kept on dreaming about Celeste he was really exhausted. Eyes were surrounded with black circles. He was literally limping inside the restaurant. Edwin was here to buy dinner for himself and his father, as he was very hungry, and instead of waiting at home, for the dinner to get prepared it was better to get a take out. He ordered some dishes, but a voice, which he can never erase from his memories, even though he wants to, was heard.

"Edwin?"


 In reflexes his mood drastically changed. Remaining energy was sucked out of his body and his brows knitted together, as result clear visible lines were formed on the forehead, jaws clenched together and lips pursed to form a straight line. Edwin did not turn to look at the person behind. He was frozen on the spot. The lady took small steps in his direction and with each step when her heel striked with the floor that clicking sound will stop his heart from beating.

She grabbed his wrist and tried to make him face her but he shrugged off her hand rudely like he just got a hold of something very disgusting, and he will become contaminated too even if he will breathe the same air as her. She is a poison which he does not want to inhale at any cost.

The world around him has already stopped. He wanted to run away but his feet were not supporting his mind and he was glued to the ground.


She expected this type of a reaction, but the reality is always harsher than the imagination. She felt her heart being stabbed by millions of knives and blades. It was hurtful.... more painful. It would have been better if he just killed her. Besides the pain, she was humiliated and embarrassed too. In the public, he did not think of her reputation at all.

"Edwin please……" With tears in her eyes and a shaky voice she called him again and tried to ask for forgiveness by putting the pride and ego on side.


Edwin was getting irritated. He was so angry that the veins were popping out of his skin. His eyes were red, so red that for a moment he did not look like a human. The lady became scared. Her mouth is drying up. You know that feeling, when you feel that millions of thorns are piercing your throat. She was feeling the same pain.

"FOR GOD SAKE….." He clenched the fists. Due to anger his voice wavered, "FOR GOD SAKE. PLEASE

GET OUT OF HERE. F**KINGLY LEAVE ME ALONE". He shouted at her, ignoring the fact that they are in the public place, being watched by many pairs of eyes. His voice kept on resonating in the cold marbled four walled area that was followed by the pin drop silence. All of the crowd, put their cutlery back on the place. The fear was soon converted into curiosity and they looked at the duo with utter interest. Like it is some high rated drama.

Meanwhile, Edwin did not care enough about the situation. He does not give it a f**k.

The lady stepped back when she looked into his deep eyes. They were filled with hatred and disgust.

Some men that were sitting on the table and were observing the drama for quite a while.... they stood up and came towards them, "What's wrong?" A middle aged man, dressed up in a fine suite, asked the woman, but his eyes were checking out Edwin from his head to toe. Edwin could not understand the meaning behind those eyes.

"Everything is fine. I am talking to my son". She replied to him, with the most pitiful and saddest expression which definitely would have melted his heart.

But at the word "son" his blood boiled and Edwin smirked at her. After a nano second that smirk changed into hatred, "Son? I want to cut your tongue off for uttering this word and yeah... I don't remember having a mother". He clenched his teeth and spit out the venom on her face.

She suppressed the lava of feelings that was continuously erupting from his each word and continued, "Edwin please can't you forgive me? Please for this time. I miss you so much……" she begged but he cut him in between.

"And when I used to miss you and begged you to stay with me…. You did not care less. Who are you to talk about such nonsense? You are dead for me. No, you were dead for me from the day you left me and dad. I don't have a place for my mother in my life anymore". He was spitting venom, grabbing attention from more and more people.

"You should go outside and talk calmly". The man who was standing by his mother's side suggested by looking at the reaction of the audience. Some were even recording the moment. So, they could savour it more later.

But at his words he felt more disgusted. The bitterness spread all over him, Edwin pointed at him with his index finger, "You stay out of this matter. Stop f**king around in the business of others".

His words made him pale. Never.... never in life has he heard such harsh words. If Edwin was not her son, he would have definitely gotten rid of him now.

"Edwin…." She called once again. The mother ignored the messed, the son was making. She wanted to hear the word mother from him, that was never going to happen at least in this life.

He shouted, "STOP CALLING MY NAME. YOU ARE MAKING ME HATE MYSELF. I HATE MY NAME TOO NOW". That's right, lightening it from her mouth was intriguing.

Edwin felt his breath shortening, like he was running in a marathon.  He really can't stay with them in the same place.

He paused to catch his breath and made a futile effort to appear normal that was worrisome, "When I needed you…" he pointed at the group of men, his voice becoming lower with each word, "These men were more important to you.... than your own son and husband. Now, I am free from everything,  I am sure after making our lives hell you are enjoying to your heart content. I pray….. I pray that you will continue to live in the fiery pit that you have dug with your own hands". He wanted to end all the lingering ties with her today. She was dead for him and he wanted to make sure that she thinks the same. He wanted to make all these emotions of hatred mutual. So, she will never dare to for him again.

At least, now he does not want her to appear ever again and ruin the peace of his life.

After saying everything, he stormed out of the restaurant and ignitioned the engine. In anger, he punched on the steering wheel hard, it was always like this, whenever he will remember the time, when he begged in front of his mother, so she cannot leave them, he would punish himself. He hated himself being so vulnerable, begging in front of such a cheap woman. His childhood memories were all about, his parents fighting because of some man, his mother being drunk, and throwing a tantrum, taking everything out at him. When he did nothing wrong. It was not his choice to come and become a hurdle in their lives. Of course, he is aware of the fact that he was not born out of love.

But still, even though he was young, he behaved himself and tried to be a good child to keep his family bound. But every effort was futile, in the end everything broke completely, making him aggressive and violent. His mental health was damaged. The hatred for his parents filled his heart to the core, even if he wanted to remove the venom he cannot do it. He would have killed himself…..definitely would have if Noah had not helped him in the past.

 Noah used to be very extroverted and outgoing, he would always approach Edwin first, so he cannot be ostracized by others, this one helping hand helped him get out of the darkness and remaining was done by Celeste. Both Noah and Celeste have saved two lives unintentionally and fate has brought them together.

He imagined a 10 years old kid, clinging to the leg of his mother crying, "Mom…. I will be good. I will never let you down. Please don't leave me…." In response she shrugged him off in the same way as he did now. Leaving him alone. He resents her till now, and will continue to in the future too.

He was speeding, cutting between the lanes and every car that came in the way, releasing his frustration. His eyes were not shedding a single droplet…. It was not worth crying over her but the sky started to pour instead of him. Due to the heavy rainfall, his vision was getting blurry, nor he bothered to use windshield wipers. His mind was already foggy with various thoughts, the sad moment overcame his senses.

After a minute he felt his car rolling, he did not know what happened, but now he was being rolled with the car, his head collided with the glass window while the steering wheel stabbed into his abs.

He felt his senses going numb, there was no pain, but he saw the red liquid coloring his body. A drop of salty water now left his eye, and he saw a crying Celeste. He thought of her….'what will happen to her? I don't want to die'. If this happened in the past he would have died happily, getting rid of this tormenting life. But now, things are different, he has someone to protect. He was sure of his feelings, "LOVE.... I LOVE HER".