Struggle Of Love - Chapter 44 Stronger

He did not say anything as he read through the letter.

“Junior manager.” He stated. Probably he felt it was just worthy.

“I will be joining in after twenty days,” I told him.

“What did dad say?”

“He said it is fine.” My tone might have given away that I was a little irritated. He gave me a look that said, well, dad might have just said that not to make you sad.

We stood there in front of his room, with the door left ajar, for a few more moments. Then I suddenly remembered that had to do something, treat my right hand that I used to bang the door before.

I left him with the letter and turned around to tend to my painful hand.

“Where are you going?” He asked with a soothing voice me as he smoothly slid his hand out to gently hold mine.

He put the letter and envelop on his table that was just a meter away in his room. “Why couldn’t you just wait?” He said slowly, lifting my wrist as he examined the side of my palm.

Earlier when he saw my hand and did not mention anything, I was sad. He was always sensitive to even an injury as small as a little cut. He must really be upset before. Now when he asked about it, I really did not want him to worry this once. We would be equal. Perhaps, it was because of this that before, I just accepted his attitude.

I did not find any words to answer him. Of course, I could wait. Maybe knock more times and wish to speak with him before dad came home.

“It’s fine,” I said taking my palm back. It was because of my own guilt. But he looked hurt.

“James, please, the only thing I want is to be with you. I don’t want to go anywhere now that you will back.”

He sighed out loud. “You’re stronger than that.”

I turned around and walked the other way from him and locked myself inside my room. He called after me, but what was the point in trying to reason anything with him that moment? He made himself clear that he was not going to budge.

A lot of things have changed since then. That was the last time he had ever been at odds with me. It took a lot of work from both of us to get past that issue. I remember that time as the hardest with him. It is like you want to throw yourself away from the edge, but at the same time you also want to fall into the abyss. It was a decision I had to take between choosing our love and our love. It was something that was inevitable, like whatever I chose, it will have a sliver of negativity in our lives.

Like I said it was a lot of work. In fact, there were times when I wavered myself. I thought I could go to the capital after all. I could always take a break. And just like all these days, we would have made video calls not skipping a day. Maybe I am stringer like he said after all.

But every time I decided to accept going to the university, an unknown fear held me back. For some reason, I used to feel too unsettled to be away from him. I did not think over it much; perhaps it was because I was so used to the idea of us being together once his course is completed.

But now as I think back, my intuition was never wrong. And maybe the fears from very long back are not all unfounded in the face of everything. The situation that I see in front my eyes all these years later is something completely different than what I hoped. I sat there with more and more tears. The memories from the past, one after the other kept rolling without a halt in my mind.