Its been two years since my divorce. Yes, I still miss him. And I do love him. But my heart has healed to some extent. After Shelly's interview a lawsuit was filed, just not from my ex-husband side but also from my side. Well I didn't even know I had filed a lawsuit till I saw the article. They had reported her to be mentally ill and in the end it did end up jeopardising her career.

Also till now there were no reports of his affairs.

But there were no reports of our divorce too.

Yes, I do keep tabs on him. He is as handsome as ever but he looks tired. And now I have almost accepted the fact that we weren't meant to be.

Sometimes it feels like I am still stuck in the past. I contact my parents now. I call them once in a while. Also I have found out that he is still in contact with my parents. He takes care of them like their daughter should have done.

But they understands me. Even when I myself can't, they claim that they do.

I became a village head by a lot of persuasion from my friends and my Woodslock family. And our village, well now a town is doing really well. Its not me who have done anything. All I did was guide them a little. But they trusted me, their daughter with the decisions and now we have set a new record.

Our Woodslock now have hundred percent literacy rate.

They think I have done them a favour. But they don't know what they have done for me. They gave me love, care, and most importantly a home to live in. I was happy with my life before but now I am satisfied.

Its true that you shouldn't give your key to happiness to another person but there is nothing you can do to control that. Yes, being away from that person makes you sad but also that person has the power to make you smile in the most fucked up situation.

Tumbler is half empty or half full?

Do I wish to meet him?

Yes, I do.

Do I hate him?

No, I don't.

What will I say to him in case I ever meet him?

To be honest, I don't know.

I walked to the hospital and took my seat in the cabin. Today was more crowded than the usual days. But not all were here for their treatment. Sitting outside the hospital were people in jolly mood. They had come down to congratulate and thank me. Afterall our village was now a town.

We did have an emergency room but not enough machines. Two students from this place were already doctors and now they have decided to come here and help their people.

And with this pace I am considering taking an early retirement and travel the world. I have just turned thirty but.

Wait, what am I even thinking!

There were two patients. One of them was an elderly man who had come for his regular checkup and the other was Richard. A five year old boy. He had been suffering from fever so when I was prescribing the medicines and requesting the five year old to not play much and rest a little I felt him.

I could feel him near me.

Just being near him I would know. Call me dramatic or a lunatic but it always happened with me. And I knew he was near. My heart started beating like crazy.

And when I looked up I saw him.