Christian has a girlfriend. And also not one but 11 of them. What is he, a man whore? And right now, I feel terrible. Christian has moved on. A long back. The 'forever and always' promises seem so distant right now. Probably the word 'forever' doesn't exist in real life. But what am I complaining about, I broke the 'forever' promise. And right now, I want to break it again by running. There is absolutely no way Christian will even want to be near me anymore. And Mila, she will be abandoned too.

Don't conclude the future by yourself, my subconscious encourages. True. Maybe I shouldn't run this time but face it. What will happen at the most? He will refuse to meet us. I want to give everything a try this time. I don't want to run anymore.

I forgot I am in the café with Luke right now and my ravioli is a cold now and i'm staring at it while Mila savours her dish.

"Are you okay?", Luke speaks after a long time.

I chuckle. "You think?"

"What do you expect? He will be waiting for you forever with no guarantee that you will come back?", he says, almost accusingly.

I simply stare at him. Well yeah, that is what I expected right? I don't speak anything and he assumes my answer.

"Why did you come here, Ana?", he says again, this time a little softer. I simply open my handbag and hand him the documents. Speaking about it will make me break down and I don't want to come out as weak in front of Mila.

Confusion paints his face as he reads it is from a hospital. He stares at me with numerous questions in his eyes but I tell him to read it first.

He opens it and reads everything carefully. The stuff written in it seems a little embarrassing to me. His face is so comical by the time he finished reading it that I actually chuckle.

"Ana?!", he stares at me with his eyes nearly out of their sockets.

Even Mila is interested now. I don't want her to know about this. As much as I want to frank with Mila about everything, not this. Never this. Not now, atleast.

"Mila, honey, mommy and him," I nod towards Luke, "want to talk about something important. Will you give us a little privacy? You can use my earphones and listen to music.", I suggest.

"Okay.." I hand my earphones to her and ensure she actually plays something on it and not eavesdrop.

"Ana?", Luke says as he grows impatient.

"This is the reason I am here.. as selfish as this sounds", I smile, without any emotion in it.

"How?"

"I don't know how. There is no reason how you get it. I was lucky enough, you can say, to find out sooner rather than later."

"What are you going to tell Mr. Grey?"

"I don't know."

"Have you actually thought this through?"

"No.."

He sighs. Obviously I am being stupid here, but I want to talk to Christian about everything first.

"Why do you have me here exactly?"

"To support me, Luke. To tell me about Christian. What happened in these 6 years Luke? So I can plan the least disastrous way to tell him about Mila."

"It's really complicated, Ana. And the story doesn't end well."

"Just tell me already."

"After you left, and when I came back with your 'coffees' ", he makes a face. "I should've asked why do you want coffee instead of tea." and I actually laugh. A genuine laugh after a long time. True though, old Ana would never drink coffee.

Neither be reckless, my inner goddess is up again.

"I found some papers and your cellphone and credit cards neatly arranged in a pile on the kitchen counter. And I knew something was off. I searched the whole apartment and when I didn't find you, I started going through the notes. I saw names scribbled on top on every note. And I found one with my name on it too. I read it and the first thought that came to me was you were joking-"

"Why would you think that?"

"-Let me finish!", he gave me a look and I shut up. "But then I didn't find you in the whole neighborhood and since I couldn't find you despite searching for like an hour, I called Ms. Kavanaugh. And her phone was switched off so I called Mr. Elliott and he said that Ms. Kavanaugh was not in Seattle and that's when I knew you actually ran away."

I look at him without any expression. It is actually terrifying to think this situation from this point of view.

"And I had no idea what should I do. Where have you been. I called Mr. Grey-" I found myself holding my breath, anticipating "- and he was beyond shocked. Confused and angry even. They were in Germany by that time and he cancelled all his meetings and came back by midnight."

As anticipated.

"When he came back, I showed him all of your notes, minus mine. He was so furious at me for leaving you alone. He couldn't figure out what was happening, and neither could any of us. He went to his office and read your notes.. and the next bit was confusing.." and I furrow my brows, but did not speak anything.

"When he came out of his office, he told us not to look for you.", and my eyes widened. What?!

"I was confused. Like, didn't he want to look for you? Taylor, I remember, questioned him about it but he kept saying there was no need to find you. I don't know what was going on in his mind, but whatever happened that night was confusing. Nonetheless, we searched for every lead and found out you went to Phoenix, Arizona. But after that, nothing. Gradually, we all stopped."

Everything he was saying, was my worst nightmare 6 years back. Christian never searched for me. He was over me the day I left itself.

I felt tears on my cheeks and I find myself crying. I wiped my tears away. If he didn't care, then I don't want to too. I shouldn't be hung up on him either.

"After that day, he changed.", Luke continues. "After a month or so, he came back with a woman and Taylor told us he found her at the club. I never knew Mr. Grey goes for clubbing." So many changes, it was almost impossible to keep a track.

"Then time changed, women changed. The Christian Grey which everyone knew to be reserved was suddenly a different person. The press found out about you disappearance 3 months after."

This, I know. Three months afterwards, my disappearance made headlines, I used to to stay inside the house for maximum time in fear to be caught by someone. Luckily, no one noticed.

"So.. I have no chance now?", I manage to speak, my throat hoarse.

"Actually you do.", Sawyer says and smiles for the first time since he met us.

"What?!", I ask eagerly. I'm ready to do anything, any chance I can get to talk to Christian once.

"I don't know if this is true or no, but if Taylor's news is correct, Mr. Grey is going to breakup with his girlfriend either tonight or tomorrow."

And after a long time, I saw a flicker of hope ahead.

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Hey!! I just completed HIMYM and despite some people find it depressing in the end, i thought it was creative and perfect. Though the last two chapters were rushed, but ending was pretty awesome!

Also, Happy Valentine's Day!!❤

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Until we meet again, Xoxo ~ Ava❤