Looking into his eyes, I felt many emotions and many memories flashed in front of my eyes. Good memories, happy memories, our bond, our care, and our love for each other.
We were still the same person but still, we were different than how we used to be. The boy I knew is now a man and the girl once he knew is now a woman. Well, that made a whole lot of difference. Dint it?
None of us utter a word, we just kept looking at each other. Letting our eyes smoke the person in front of us which we haven't seen for the last four years.
"Hey, Ava!" I heard and turned around to see tipsy Grace looking at us with her hooded eyes.
"Oh my god! Liam!" Grace practically shouted and went running in his arms. I kept staring at him as they hugged and said their hellos. Warmth spread in my heart as I saw his smile. It was a genuine smile, a happy smile. I missed his smile. I missed him.
"Ava?" I heard
"Huh?" I said and looked at Grace. I realized that they were no longer hugging each other and both were looking at me.
"Are you okay?" Grace asked me to take my hand in hers, concern was evident in her voice. Looking at Liam I nodded my head as yes.
"Yeah, just tired. I will go to my room." I said as I tried to give her a weak smile.
"Come I will take you," Grace said, gesturing to me by her hand.
"No, it's okay. I will go by myself." I said turning around as I walked away and went to my room. As soon as I entered my room I sat on the bed, processing what just happened or who just happened to be in front of me a few minutes ago.
Liam.
I saw him, I met him, we looked at each other, he touched me, he gave me his jacket, … wait, his jacket. And then I realized that his jacket was still hanging on my shoulders. It smelt like him, think about that more tears ran down my face. Taking it off immediately I went into the bathroom.
Every moment we shared flashed in front of me, and tears started flowing in my eyes as I leaned my back against the wall. My breath started to become heavy and uneven as I started crying.
The pain I felt was unbearable for me, it wasn't the first time I was having a hard time like this. After our separation, I spent my days in the grief of our breakup.
To make my mind cool and calm I turned on the shower and stood under it. Taking all my pain and sadness out by crying under the cold shower helped me. As soon as my mind went numb, I turned off the shower and changed my clothes. I went to my room. Looking at his jacket on my bed, I decided to return it to him tomorrow or to Grace. Or not?
I have to spend the next few days with my ex. It doesn't only sound horrible but it is a horrible thing to experience. But why is he here, he was not going to come. Then why? For me? No, not possible. But he dares to come in front of me after four years as nothing happened.
I decided to not act like a weak person and stay strong. He is my ex and after four long years of our separation, he doesn't get the pleasure to see that he still bothers me. I will act normal for the next few days till the wedding and then … goodbye. We will be on our tracks and not see each other again. Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself.
What should I do?!