❝New York, USA.

Never knew I would be putting my foot on this ground again. This city took every good thing from me. After eight hour flight, my body was too tired to react anyway towards this city.

We had spent so much time here together that i could already feel her. God knows how much I was trying to convince myself but this heart could feel Aria's heartbeat in me.

I was in my car on my way to my 'so called home'. The weather was pretty bad last few days as I heard from Mr. Kim who was sitting beside me in back.

We left after three days since dad called that night. I was restless all night. We had breakfast this morning in a restaurant before we took the flight.

Dad had sent driver to get us at the airport.

Did we ask for it?

"Did you inform mom that I want no one in my room touching anything without my permission?" I asked Mr. Kim cause I hate when people try to touch things that belong to me.

"Yes young master," He replied as I sighed in relief, my eyes wandered around the city through the glass.

Just few minutes ago we landed here and everything came altogether. Suddenly I remember everything. It has been a year I met her'.

But now I was back and there was no way I wouldn't go to meet her. Fate did take her from us but couldn't from our lives.

"Take me to the High hill Cemetery," I ordered the driver, who looked at me through rear-view mirror before at Mr. Kim who nodded to him slightly.

If there was anyone who actually understands me was Mr. Kim. I was with him since God know when. Dad was always busy with his work to spent time with me.

Mr. Kim listened to me, protected me when needed. I remember when I sneaked out once and he helped me with it.

Good old days...

Driver took a U-turn and we made our way to the cemetery. My inside was turning in coil with the feeling of seeing her grave.

I wouldn't be able to hold myself. She was my friend just like everyone else. I saw her heartbeat stopped. I saw it myself. How limp she was. I saw how it happened. What else everyone want me to see?

It's all so clear. Aria killed her'

We reached the Place as the driver parked and I exited the car, Mr. Kim stayed in car. He very well knew I wanted some time for myself.

The Aura was so scary, the dead leaves scattered on the path, rarely anyone could be seen around. Well no one remembers when you die.

It was just dust and your body six feet under.

I stopped once I found her Grave.

Her Name was carved on the tombstone.

""

13th May 200

21𝘴𝘵 December 2019

""

Indeed...

My eyes were dry, but my heart knows it all. She was such a sweet soul.

I put my knees on the ground as I sat in front of it. The weather was so cold and dry. The Tombstone looked clean then the rest of them.

Her dad must've came here.

I mean who else would be here?. She had no one except her dad, a younger sister and us.

I shook my head and just sat there for some minutes.

All I need was some more time to sink that she was no more with us. She was such a good friend to me, to Aria, to everyone.

Then why?

I sighed as my hands curled in fist due to coldness. New York was full of surprises.

"I'm back Beth," I said with a sigh as I could see my breathe in cold. The weather was changing so fast. "I'm sorry I didn't bring you flowers, I knew you liked them."

Beth had always liked flowers. Whenever I bought Aria some lilies, she had always liked them.

"I know you can listen to me, maybe____ it's fate that want me to get you justice," I blinked as I didn't get a response. I rubbed my hands on my thighs.

The guilt of something was there in me. The guilt of not saving my friend. The guilt of seeing her losing her breathe.

"She won't get away that easily," I paused before I stood up. "I promise.", with that I turned around and left the cemetery.

°°°°°°

Nate and I didn't had a chance to talk in person after i came back home that day as the weather was bad, and it was so awkward last time when we almost kissed so I didn't call him either.

It was pretty clear here on saturday. The whole day was a lot better than last days. No rain or storm.

Well I was so free that I started laundry. I was home alone again. Dad called ten minutes ago, said he had a night shift again.

When mom was alive, we used to do laundry together, she passed away when I was about to get 16. She knew she had cancer but she hide it from dad and me.

We found out when she passed out one night. Only me and dad know how scary that feeling was. She looked so fragile.

We take so many things as granted, and realizes it after it was gone.

Now here I was washing her some shirts, she was pretty skinny so I kept these shirts for myself.

No matter how many times I wash these, I could still smell her.

One time she was angry on dad so she made him do the laundry. Gosh that was so hilarious. He was a mess after washing eighteen clothes.

He was completely soaked and smelled like detergent. 'I chuckled at the thought.'

I finished the laundry and turned the switch off. The house was too silent for someone to stay alone but i was used to it. I walked up to the window which opened in our backyard.

The cold wind hit my face, made me shiver. I placed my hand on my heart to calm it down.

I could feel it.

It was beating unusually fast. Maybe it was because of my antidepressants. I sighed and closed the window and left the laundry room.

I stepped in lounge and turned on the TV to watch something, I didn't remember when was the last time I watched it. I was too occupied in my room all day all night. I still do but if I have to forget past, I had to try at least.

After a couple of hours, my body was too tired, I switched off TV and went upstairs.

Well tomorrow would be my jobs first day. I mean Sunday was a good day to start at cafe. Hoping for it to go good.

What could happen wrong?