"Amara..." I looked at Raxon who was by my side. And for the first time, I saw how his expression became soft.
His hand move towards my face. And it was too late when I realized there were tears in my eyes. He wiped away those tears of pain and caressed the trails of sadness in my cheeks.
And for a moment, I feel safe with a man I barely know.
"What's wrong, Amara?" His voice was so gentle.
"I-I just remember .. Papa." I smiled sparingly. "But don't worry, I'm completely fine. Sometimes I really can't help but get emotional."
"Mind if I ask where is he now?"
"He died, five years ago." Five years have passed since he died. But the pain is still there. Still not missing until now. And I think I will miss him for the rest of my life.
"I'm sorry."
I smiled. "It's OK."
"You missed him?"
"Always."
I accept that I will never be with him again but I will continue to cherish the memories he left us.
