*Hayat's POV*
'Hayat, I want to say something',
Murat texted me after 6 months of separation.
My mind was frozen and my throat became tight. I didn't realize I was crying until tears fell on my screen.
With trembling hands, I replied to him,
'Ha?' (yes?)
'Please forgive me, if I have ever hurt you', he replied after a few minutes.
And welp! The teardrops turned into a fountain.
"Hayat! Take control over yourself and talk to him properly", I scolded myself and tried to get myself together.
After a minute or so, when I was in control again, I replied to him,
'There's nothing like that.
I'm surprised you still remember me'
'Why wouldn't I?
It's just that, someone made me miss you a lot'
'And who's that?'
'Just someone.
I'm sorry'
'You didn't do anything to hurt me'
'I didn't reply to your last message sent for my birthday'
'It had a reason behind it'
'What?'
'You wanted to stay away from me, have a distance between us.'
'I keep my distance from everyone, not only you'
'To paas aaye kyu the?'
(Then why did come close?)
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sent him.
'That's the thing I came to apologize for. I think maybe, I'm a little late now. But still, I hope that you would forgive me'
I closed my eyes and hugged my knees, sobbing in silence.